7 Strawberry Surprise Killer: A Freshly Baked Cozy Mystery, book 7 by Kate Bell & Kathleen Suzette

Author:Kate Bell & Kathleen Suzette [Bell, Kate & Suzette, Kathleen]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-06-19T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve

If Suzanna had stopped telling people Tessa Brady was poisoned by my cupcakes, I couldn't tell it by the number of scones I sold. I had only sold two dozen by closing time. I sighed looking at all we would have to load back up into Alec's SUV and take home. Was it worth baking something for tomorrow's festival? There were two more days of the festival left and part of me hated to quit, but a bigger part of me hated to waste the time, energy, and money baking something that would go to waste. It hurt my little Southern heart that no one wanted my baked goods.

"Don't look so sad," Alec said, putting his arm around my shoulders. "It's just a fluke, and while it feels bad right now, it's temporary. These people will move on with their lives and forget who you are."

"Is that supposed to be comforting?" I asked.

"It's better than having your killer cupcakes seared into their minds, never to buy another baked good from you again."

I elbowed him in the ribs. He was right even though I hated to admit it. I hated the wasted time and energy, but at least this hadn't happened at home in Sandy Harbor.

"Okay. You're right. I need to move on."

He nodded. "That's my girl."

"Allie, what are you bringing tomorrow?" Lucy asked. "I told Ed he needed to come for the rest of the festival. Otherwise, I would buy everything I could get my hands on."

"I bet he'll be here then," I said. "I was debating on whether I would make something or not."

"Do it. Someone will buy your desserts. I feel like it's about to be your lucky day," Lucy said.

I chuckled. "Well, I'm sold then. I'll come up with something."

"That's the spirit," Alec said.

"Hey, isn't that Tessa's boyfriend Rich McGinty and her ex-best friend Tracie Jefferson?" I asked, watching them deep in conversation at Tracie's booth.

Alec turned to look. "Looks like it. I wonder what they're up to."

"I'm going to find out," I said and jumped to my feet. There must have been something in that smoothie Barnabas gave me because my muscles were feeling unusually fine. I wasn't completely over running 26.2 miles, but I felt a lot better. I grabbed a box of six scones and trotted over to Tracie's booth.

"Hey Tracie," I said. "How's business been?"

Tracie looked up at me, and if I wasn't mistaken, she looked guilty. "Oh, ah, not bad. Actually, I've sold a lot of soap and candles. I'm all out of the strawberry soaps."

"Wow, that's great. Wish I could say the same for my baked goods. I brought you over some scones. No use in them going to waste," I said holding the box out to her.

"Gosh, thanks. They look good," she said, peering in the little plastic window in the top of the bakery box.

I looked at Rich. "And how are the strawberry jam sales?"

He shrugged. "Not bad. I haven't been there much since, well, you know." He glanced at Tracie, and then looked away.

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