High Strung: A Glass Bead Mystery (The Glass Bead Mystery Series) by Janice Peacock

Author:Janice Peacock [Peacock, Janice]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Vetrai Press
Published: 2014-07-08T00:00:00+00:00

EIGHTEEN

“The first thing I want you to do is to put all of the chairs back in the storage room.” Tessa was addressing her two teen daughters. Both girls looked at their mother, and sighed with contempt, their arms crossed, not moving.

“Go!” Tessa shouted.

The girls knew their mom meant business and figured they couldn’t resist any longer. They started pulling on chairs, legs scraping and screeching across the floor as they dragged them into the closet.

“Girls! Please pick up the chairs and carry them,” bossed Tessa.

Izzy rolled her eyes and lifted a chair. She carried it into the closet and dropped it loudly. In the storage room, Izzy and Ashley bumped shoulders, each crying “OW!” as they passed. I am pretty sure they had bumped shoulders on purpose to injure each other.

Ah, siblings, can’t live with ‘em, can’t kill ‘em. Or something like that. It had certainly been a problem with my sister Connie and me. We’d fought all the time, over stupid things, like who got to sit on which side of the car. Not who got to ride shotgun, but whether sitting behind the passenger’s or the driver’s seat was better. It would get so bad at times my mother would take off her shoe and threaten us with it from the front seat. This wasn’t intimidating, since she was wearing flip-flops most of the time.

The fighting lessened eventually, especially when our little brother was with us. We were so busy adoring Andy we almost forgot to fight with each other. I supposed Izzy and Ashley were like that as well, when their little brother was around.

“What do you want me to do?” I asked, finally perking up from my last round of coffee.

“It would be great if you could put away all of the extra supplies and tools we used yesterday. That way, we’ll be back to business as usual around here.”

I looked around Tessa’s studio. What a terrific place. I’d spent a lot of time here since I’d moved to Seattle, and Tessa had taught me so much. When I first arrived, I only knew how to work with borosilicate glass. It’s what Jerry used at Clorox, and what he eventually taught me to use. Tessa taught me how to use a completely different kind of glass from Italy. The Italian glass was amazing, available in almost every color you could imagine. I loved the way this beautiful glass moved in the flame when I melted it with my torch.

And for Tessa, glass flowed in those Italian veins of hers. She’d been born in Italy before moving to Florida, where I met her when we were both six. She’d moved back to Italy again for a while after high school. Her parents wanted to make sure she got an American education, she said to me on more than one occasion. I think her parents had hoped that when she moved back to Italy after high school, she’d stay there for the rest of her life. They didn’t plan on Tessa meeting the love of her life, darling Craig.

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