2 Address for Murder by Tonya Kappes

Author:Tonya Kappes
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: Tonya Kappes
Published: 2019-12-18T22:00:00+00:00

ELEVEN

That was not exactly how I thought that would go. I admit I overstepped my boundaries at times, but I had some really good information on my hands, though it appeared Angie had some knowledge of Carla because Carla wouldn’t be there if Angie hadn’t called her in.

“Don’t forget to light up your cart,” I said in mockery of Carla when I got to the bridge on Short Street, where my duck friend lived.

The bridge was a walking bridge that went over Little Creek and led to Little Creek Road. I had a duck friend who always greeted me at the top of the street and then again at the bottom. Since Little Creek was a dead-end road, I crossed over the walking bridge that put me between the vet clinic and Social Knitwork. The bridge was a perfect place to head back to the post office to get my third loop of mail.

I didn’t spend much time with the duck because I was running so late that I knew the front porch ladies would be waiting very impatiently for me.

Boy, was I right. The four of them practically rushed up the street to meet me when they saw me turn the corner from Short Street. The only thing I began to think about was Mac, and I pulled his mail out of my bag as I met the ladies in front of his house.

“Where have you been?” Harriette was the ringleader. “I could be a millionaire and not even know it.”

“That’s a good point.” Gertrude threw her two cents in. “We really want to know if we got the invitations to the bridal shower because we heard June from our bridge club got her invitation, and she’s never picked up a finger to help no one, much less poor Zeke.”

Poor Zeke? First off, he was not poor, and that man had so many meals dropped off to him when I was delivering his mail that I knew he was far from lonely. Thinking of that made me wonder if I scared Mac off too soon, and then I’d be like these ladies, begging for an invitation to a bridal shower only to get closer to companionship at their age.

“Let me get Mac’s mail up to him, and I’ll be right over,” I told them. “And to be honest, I didn’t even look at the mail today.”

“Oh honey, you had better things to do.” Ruby shooed the woman back towards Harriette’s house. “We have some homemade pimento cheese finger sandwiches today. You come on over and grab you a couple.”

The front porch ladies took their sweet time getting over to Harriette’s house, the entire time watching to see what was going to happen with me. The closer I got to the steps of Mac’s front porch, the more my heart raced. I swear the sweat from my hands were making sweat stains on the mail I was holding.

A huge sigh of relief swept through me after I slipped the mail through the mail slot and didn’t hear footsteps to come get it.

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