A Dastardly Death in Hillbilly Hollow by Blythe Baker

Author:Blythe Baker [Baker, Blythe]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-09-16T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 12

I left Cindy’s more confused than ever. When I had first talked to Pastor Danny, he had mentioned the professional feud that Prudence had with Ambrose Snodgrass, the piano tuner. They had both wanted the job of Music Director at the church. Ambrose seemed like a kindly, sweet man from what I could tell. Prudence’s notes about his ambition for the job were in stark contrast to his outward appearance. Still, if he had been eking out a meager living as a piano tuner, the idea of the prestige and steady pay that came with the Music Director role might motivate him to do anything to get the job, I supposed.

After talking to Cindy, I had to wonder if she could have been angry enough to hurt Prudence. It sounded like Peter had a little money, based on her comments about him having a strong business. She had dated him for two years, so clearly, she felt something for him, and the idea of losing a man with a secure financial future may have compounded her pain. Could she have been angry enough to hurt Prudence, though? I wasn’t sure, but I had watched enough crime shows to know that poison was thought of as a female murderer’s weapon. It was clean, and could be administered with little intimate contact, after all.

I needed to run a few more errands, but my stomach was growling. I wouldn’t head over to Billy’s for dinner until later in the evening, so I decided to go to the diner and grab a bite to stave off my hunger.

The diner still had a handful of old stools at the counter which were popular at lunchtime. It was still early – not quite eleven. I had gotten up on farm time though, after all, and was famished. I sat down at one of the little stools, and Sherrie Selby waited on me. She hadn’t exactly greeted me with open arms when I first came back to town. It seemed she had set her sights on Billy as a romantic interest for a while, and she had been jealous of our close friendship. Since I’d been home, though, she had moved on and now we got along well.

“Hi, Emma,” she said as she set down a menu. “What ya havin’ today?”

“Hi, Sherrie. Can I get a house salad with light dressing?” I smiled.

“Oh, right! Wedding tomorrow, huh? How’s Suzy doin’? Gettin’ nervous?” she asked, jotting my order down on a ticket and turning just enough to hang it on an ancient order wheel in the kitchen window that squeaked as she spun it around to face the cooks.

I chuckled. “Well, I think she’s glad that the big day is almost here. In fact, I’m kind of glad too. I never realized how much work a wedding can be – even when it’s not your own.”

I sat for a few minutes, flipping through my phone as I waited for my salad to arrive. I suddenly heard someone behind me complaining to Sherrie.

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