A Whisker of Danger (A Whiskers and Words Mystery Book 6) by Eryn Scott

Author:Eryn Scott [Scott, Eryn]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Kristopherson Press
Published: 2023-04-20T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 13

Later that afternoon, during a lull in the shop, Lou texted Willow.

How are you doing today? Also, are you going to the duckling fundraiser tonight? I’m baking lemon bars if you want to come help or take half credit. Forrest said Gianna took you off so you wouldn’t feel obligated.

She waited, loving the sound of the birds singing outside. Spring was one of Lou’s favorite seasons. She didn’t care if it was cliché, but she loved the promise it brought after months of cold and drab winter. The green shoots breaking through the soft earth meant so much more after seeing so much brown for months. The warmth of the sun felt even more delectable after being cold for so long. And the birds' happy chirps and elaborate songs sounded even sweeter after the quiet slumber of winter.

The flowers on the forsythia shrubs outside her shop showed off a brilliant yellow, looking like pieces of sunshine that had dropped from the sky.

A gray minivan pulled up outside the bookshop. A gaggle of tulip festivalgoers bundled out of the vehicle, waving and saying thank you to Martie. It seemed like the Ryde gig was going well for the woman. Lou was happy for her, knowing she’d had a hard time keeping a job because she was also her elderly father’s caretaker and couldn’t work steady hours in case he needed her. Lou waved to Martie through the window as the woman pulled away in her van, probably on her way to pick up more tourists.

The group she’d dropped off filed into the bookshop holding the telltale totes from none other than Northwest Plants. Lou had still been so new last spring, she’d almost been too overwhelmed with everything else to pay much attention to the amount of tourism they got from the large farms to the north. This year, she and Willow had gone driving around to see the fields of colorful flowers during the first week in April, before the crowds got too bad. And Lou could see the draw. Somehow, even after seeing rows after rows and fields after fields of tulips of every color, she still wanted to see more. With the small roadside farm stands, she could see why it was an annual favorite for Pacific Northwest families and visitors alike.

Lou loved every customer who stepped foot inside her bookstore, but the tulip tourists were a special breed of shoppers. They weren’t just there to spend money, which was always a plus in Lou’s mind, as well as any other business owner, but they were … how could Lou describe it? Whimsical. Seeing the tulips and sipping on farm fresh juice, eating a salad made with local greens and fresh fruits, and knowing they had jars of homemade jam in their tote bags, wrapped up next to handmade wood-fired pottery adorned with tulips, to commemorate their experience, made them whimsical in a way that Lou hadn’t seen before. They were the spring equivalent of the fall-leaf peepers, fully immersed in the “vibe.

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