Buried Innocence - A Mary O'Reilly Paranormal Mystery - Book Thirteen (Mary O'Reilly Series 13) by Terri Reid

Author:Terri Reid [Reid, Terri]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2014-06-26T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-five

“So how was your day?” Clarissa asked Mary as they set the table for dinner.

“It was very interesting,” Mary said, trying to inject some normalcy into an otherwise crazy day. “How was your day?”

“It was great,” Clarissa said. “Mrs. Brennan told us about Friday the 13th and how it can be lucky or unlucky.”

“Really?” Bradley asked from the kitchen where he browned hamburger in a cast iron pan. “I thought it could only be unlucky.”

Shaking her head, Clarissa placed a napkin next to a plate. “One thing you can do is wear red underpants,” she said with a giggle.

A knife slipped from Mary’s hand and dropped to the floor. “Red underpants?” Mary asked, bending over and picking it up. “Are you teasing me?”

“No, I promise,” she laughed. “Red underpants are good luck, so you should wear them on Friday the 13th.”

“I guess I’ll have to go out tomorrow and get us all red underpants,” Mary said, putting the knife in the sink and getting a fresh one from the drawer.

“Are there any other things we can do?” Bradley asked. “I’m not really a red underwear kind of guy.”

Clarissa thought for a moment. “Oh, yeah, you have to get out of bed on the right side of the bed,” she said.

“Which side is the right side?” Bradley asked.

“The side that’s not the left side,” Mary replied.

“Oh, that kind of right side,” Bradley said. “Well, that’s my side anyway. So I don’t know if it will be luckier.”

“Well, you’re not supposed to clean your house on Friday the 13th,” Clarissa added, “because holding a broom is bad luck and so is doing laundry.”

“We’re having the party here on Friday afternoon,” Mary said. “Do you think using a vacuum cleaner is okay?”

“I guess,” Clarissa said. “She didn’t say anything about that.”

“Well, we don’t believe in superstitions anyway,” Bradley said.

Reaching across the counter, Bradley’s sleeve caught on the salt shaker and it fell over, spilling salt on the table. He righted the shaker and automatically picked some of the spilled salt up and threw it over his left shoulder.

“Why did you do that?” Clarissa asked.

“What?” Bradley asked.

“Why did throw salt over your shoulder?”

Mary grinned at him. “Yes, Mr. We-Don’t-Believe-In-Superstitions-Anyway, why did you throw salt over your shoulder after you spilled it?”

Shrugging, Bradley sent an embarrassed smile to both of the ladies in his life. “Well, we don’t believe in all superstitions,” he amended.

Mary winked at Clarissa. “So, what size would you like those red underpants to be in?” she called to Bradley.

“Funny, Mary, very funny,” he replied.

Clarissa climbed into her chair and Mary sat next to her. “Do you think it’s bad luck to have the baby’s party on Friday the 13th?” she asked.

Mary leaned over, hugged her and placed a kiss on her forehead. “No, I think by bringing everyone we love together to celebrate the new baby we will have greater power than bad luck, and we will turn Friday the 13th into a lucky day,” she said. “Besides, Rosie will

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