It's A Wonderful Midlife Crisis : A Paranormal Women's Fiction Novel: Good To The Last Death Book One by Robyn Peterman

Author:Robyn Peterman [Peterman, Robyn]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Robyn Peterman
Published: 2020-02-15T16:00:00+00:00

“The couch actually belongs to me,” I said with a laugh, shoving both Donna and Karen over. “My butt is bigger than two inches wide.”

Donna barked and Karen made a silly whiney sound as her tail wagged spastically. If sitting on the couch was going to be an issue, I couldn’t wait to see what would happen when the three of us went to bed.

“Okay dead friends, you have a choice,” I announced, grabbing the TV remote and hitting the guide button. “Dancing with the Stars or The Bachelorette. I like Dancing with the Stars better, but I plan to take a quick nap so the choice is yours. If you want to watch B celebrities doing the cha-cha, go by the fireplace. If you want to watch an idiot choose a fake husband, go by the front door.”

The TV habits of my dead squatters were serious business. I’d accidentally left the news on earlier and they went nuts—flew around like a tornado and squealed so loudly I thought I might have lost partial hearing in my right ear. I would not make that mistake again anytime soon. I’d get my news from NPR in my car from now on. Losing my aural skills wasn’t an option.

Just as I expected, they wanted The Bachelorette. They had no taste.

As I curled up under the afghan and started to fall asleep, a thought occurred to me. John hadn’t moved on yet. My guess was that he couldn’t until something had been done about his murder. John might be living with me for a long time. I hoped not, but the reality of getting Sarina put behind bars for life wasn’t a good bet. Even if I gave the proof to Heather, I wasn’t sure what she could do with it.

“Hey, John?” I asked, trying to keep my eyes open. “If we nail your wife, where would you like your money to go? Did you have anything in your will that goes beyond your wife getting your estate? You know, if you guys had died at the same time.”

“Naawwwooo,” he said.

“Well, if you had a choice, where would you want your estate to go?”

“Yooouah,” he said with a nod of satisfaction.

“Umm… nope,” I said, sitting up with a laugh. “And that’s not what I meant at all. I can’t and won’t take any money from you. I’m just putting it out there that if we can get a conviction on that piece of shit, where would you like your money to go?”

“Yooouah,” he repeated more firmly.

“Again. Nope,” I said with a tired grin. “Although that’s very nice, I can’t accept.”

Donna barked and Karen burped. I shook my head—and then it hit me. “How about the Humane Society?” I asked. “You love dogs. We could do it in honor of Karen.”

“Yausssss,” John said, pointing at Karen and smiling. “Yausssss.”

I wondered if his will had been done at our firm and if I could doctor it. Of course, the question I should be asking myself

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