Fried Pickles and a Funeral by Kelsey Browning & Kelsey Browning

Fried Pickles and a Funeral by Kelsey Browning & Kelsey Browning

Author:Kelsey Browning & Kelsey Browning [Naigle, Nancy & Browning, Kelsey]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Kicksass Creations LLC


Chapter Sixteen

The next morning, Abby Ruth hopped out of bed with the sunrise. She hadn’t felt this much like her old self in months. Not since she’d begun keeping her own secrets from her friends. But hers were out in the open now. And maybe the confrontation at Earlene’s Drinkery last night had been a bit awkward, but now her friends were no longer investigating behind her back, so things around here could get back to normal.

Granted, if Lil hadn’t rented out her room in the first place, her guns probably wouldn’t have been stolen. Then again, if she’d told them where she was going instead of sneaking off to Houston, Lil probably wouldn’t have taken in a sticky-fingered boarder to begin with.

So the missing guns were as much Abby Ruth’s own fault as theirs.

Besides, those gals needed her skills, and working these cases was one thing that made her feel young and useful.

Spidey senses. She thrust her wrists forward like Spider-Man. Whoosh whoosh. Yeah, not a bad super hero to be like. Better than Wonder Woman. Invisible airplane? That was downright silly.

Tucking her denim shirt into her jeans, she slipped a hand-embroidered Peruvian wool belt through the loops of her Levi’s and checked the look in the mirror.

She was still sore from her visit to the gun range. Yeah, she’d rushed that a little, so today she’d just clean her Glock and work with the girls on finding her collection. She knew darn well Bad Charlie had to be the one who’d stolen her guns, and she had a bullet with that son-of-a-gun’s name on it.

Okay, maybe a pellet, but she knew how to make those hurt like the dickens.

A sweet aroma wafted up the stairs and Abby Ruth sucked in a lungful. This day was getting better and better. That had to be the scent of Sera’s famous vegan cinnamon rolls with soy frosting in the air.

“I’ve missed those cinnamon rolls,” she said to herself as she descended the stairs.

More than once she’d been surprised that something Sera had whipped up tasted as good, better in this case, than the real thing. And she didn’t want to know what was in the pastry because that would likely ruin the whole experience.

Her friends’ casual chatter was comforting on this bright morning, and her world finally felt right again for the first time since she’d first heard the words breast cancer. Sure, she still had some big decisions to make, but things would be okay. She’d done everything she’d been told to do up to this point. And she’d learned one big lesson along the way.

No more secrets.

At the sound of Sera’s laugh, a smile tugged at Abby Ruth’s lips. Summer Haven hadn’t been this alive and vibrant without Sera, and if she left again, for good this time, the house might never be the same.

“And I didn’t get any good leads,” Sera said from inside the kitchen. “But I did clear someone off of our suspect list.”

“The actor with the gun fetish?” Lil asked.



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