Marja McGraw - Bogey Man 01 - Bogey Nights by Marja McGraw

Author:Marja McGraw [McGraw, Marja]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Mystery: Cozy - Vintage Restaurant - Los Angeles
ISBN: 161009008X
Publisher: Marja McGraw
Published: 2011-03-11T06:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty

Arriving home, Mikey and I hurried to the backyard to check on the dogs. Since the house had been broken into, I didn’t feel very secure. I wondered what might have happened if the dogs had been home instead of at the game with us. Would they have stopped the intruder? Probably not. Knowing what good dispositions Labrador retrievers have, I figured they might have licked the intruder while he broke in, maybe even offering to help him. If we’d been home and someone tried to break in, it would have been a different story. I believe the dogs would have been very protective. I tried to act nonchalant since my son didn’t know what had happened.

Leaving Mikey in the backyard with the dogs and knowing they’d watch out for him, I hurried into the house to see if either Janet or John had returned our calls yet. They hadn’t, but there was a message from Mikey’s Grandma Linda, my deceased husband’s mother. There was a holiday weekend coming up soon and she wanted to know if Mikey could stay with her and his Grandpa Gene over the long weekend. I called her back and said that would be fine, and we caught up on general family news. I appreciated Linda and Gene because my parents lived far from us, and Chris’s lived even farther away than mine.

While Mikey played outside with Sherlock and Watson, I began rearranging furniture to make room for my new oak bookcase. I only had to move a few things in order to open space to the left of the fireplace. With that done, I went upstairs to make sure I’d made the bed and that our bedroom was neat and clean. After all, Big D would be helping Chris carry the oak cedar chest up there. I couldn’t help myself – I wanted to make a good impression. It wouldn’t do to have him think Chris was married to a slob.

After putting a couple of things away, I went back downstairs and sat down on the couch to wait. I was waiting for John to call, for Janet to call, for Chris and Big D to arrive with the furniture, and mostly I waited for a brilliant idea to pop into my head concerning who killed Charles Blakely. If only it was that easy.

I didn’t actually know who the players were yet. Chance had mentioned a boarder who’d been scary. I wondered if it could have been Sam Shipley, since his was the name on the third letter we’d found. Of course, it could have been Dudley Long.

Mikey came in with the dogs trailing after him, and I gave him a light snack to hold him over until dinnertime. On Sundays I usually fixed a special meal, just like my mother did when I was growing up. Sunday dinner was always something interesting. On this particular Sunday, however, I decided to forego that tradition because it had been such a busy day. I set some frozen meatballs and spaghetti sauce out to defrost.

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