Knot What It Seams by Elizabeth Craig

Author:Elizabeth Craig [Craig, Elizabeth]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Penguin Group, USA
Published: 2013-01-03T06:00:00+00:00

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That afternoon, Beatrice tried to pick back up with her regularly scheduled day. The only problem was that her regularly scheduled day was a little on the dull side. This was supposed to be her quiet day to lie in her hammock, read, listen to Noo-noo snore, and perhaps mull over the facts of the case.

This was such a quiet plan that there was no mulling or reading or listening when she climbed into her backyard hammock. There was only napping.

She slept a lot harder than she’d have thought possible. When shadows started streaking across the yard, Beatrice finally jerked awake. Her stomach reminded her that she hadn’t eaten in many hours, and she reluctantly walked to the kitchen to poke around for something edible for supper.

The chicken was, naturally, frozen. She didn’t really feel like beef. What had she gotten at the store, again? Ah. Well, she could always have cereal. She’d successfully picked up all the things on her grocery list—the problem was that the list didn’t have any actual components of a meal on it.

She opened the refrigerator door again and was thoughtfully considering the eggs when there was a knock at her door. Beatrice looked out the window beside the door and sighed as she saw Meadow Downey standing there in a large red caftan that matched her red glasses. But—miracle of miracles—she was holding food. Meadow could be kooky, long-winded, irritating, and bossy . . . but she was a marvelous cook.

Beatrice opened the door with unusual alacrity. “Meadow! Come in! Why, what’s this? You’ve cooked something for me? How very sweet!”

Meadow bustled in and was already taking over Beatrice’s small kitchen, talking all the while. “Can you believe that I only just heard about poor Opal! In this town? Usually I hear about things here in Dappled Hills before they’ve even fully happened!”

Beatrice frowned. “You’ve been into town and didn’t hear about Opal?”

“Well, no. No, I had a little gardening to do. Then I realized that there were some vegetables that needed harvesting. Once I picked the vegetables, I decided to go ahead and do some cooking while everything was fresh and I was inspired.”

An inspired dish from Meadow. This would be good.

“I thought the vegetables would look gorgeous on a kabob. So then I fired up the grill. I threw the squash and zucchini and tomatoes on there . . . well, you know. I also had some shrimp from Bub’s. And some wonderful wild rice that I’d picked up from the farmers’ market.” She beamed at Beatrice. “I think you’ll really enjoy it.”

Meadow had clearly gotten distracted. “But Ramsay didn’t tell you the news?” asked Beatrice, to redirect her.

“He certainly didn’t! I’m completely appalled by him. I didn’t think a thing of it that he didn’t come home for lunch—I figured that he was busy working on Jo’s murder. Then, when he finally came home a little while ago, he disappeared into the bedroom to read Thoreau. Can you believe it?”

She could.

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