Mooved to Murder: A Milk It For All It's Worth Mystery (A Chelsea Lawson Cozy Mystery Book 1) by James CeeCee

Author:James, CeeCee [James, CeeCee]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Published: 2019-12-27T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 15

As I stared at the letter, I realized that Emma had been in her room for a while. Quiet. Concern prompted me to hurry and check on her.

I walked down the hall where I heard a little voice chiming in adamantly, “Jimmy, you better let that go. We don’t bite heads. Or beds.”

What kind of game was she playing? I tapped on the door and then cracked it open to peek inside. “Emma, are you okay?”

She looked up from where she sat in front of a dollhouse. “Oh, hi, Chelsea.”

I felt better just seeing her. She wasn’t dyeing something blue or creating some mastermind scheme to conquer the world. “What are you doing? Playing with your dollhouse?”

“Uh huh,” she answered and held out a little doll to show me. “Me and Jimmy and Rose.”

“Ah, how fun. Is that Rose?”

She rolled her eyes like I’d just asked if the sky was pink. “No.”

“Uhh, Jimmy?” I chucked out.

“This is the dad,” she corrected. “And that’s the mom.” She reached in and pulled out another doll.

Not Jimmy or Rose. Okay, maybe she had a few more invisible friends? Were these Freckles’s friends? Should I continue to ask questions or was that discouraging creativity? I truly didn’t get this parent gig. I couldn’t believe Tilly said this would be easy.

I tentatively tried again. “Can Jimmy see me?”

She shook her head in the negative. I honestly was stumped. “Where is he?” I finally asked.

“In there.” Her tiny finger pointed into the dollhouse.

I entered the room, navigating around a set of blocks and a stack of books, and then leaned down to peer inside.

Whiskers and beady eyes stared back at me. I screamed and stumbled back.

“What are you doing? Don’t scare him.” She reached inside and stroked the animal.

I peeked in again. It was a rabbit. Two rabbits, to be exact. They sat in the dollhouse living room, ears straight up, noses wiggling a mile a minute. While I watched, one of the bunnies picked up a chair and started nibbling on it.

“Uh, how long have they been here?” I asked as my heart finally settled back into a normal rhythm.

“All day. I brought them in this morning. I thought they might be bored in their cage.”

One bunny finished its nibbling on the little chair. Now that it had my attention, I saw the chair was already missing three legs. “Come on, let’s bring the bunnies back to their cage. They look like they might be tired.”

I scooped up one heavy bunny, supporting his hind legs, while Emma did the same to the other one. We carried them to the barn and put them in their cage.

While out there, I saw that Rosy had returned to her stall. Thank goodness. I used the rake trick to shut the cow’s gate when I heard a weird noise. It was an animal, but one that was low and stressed. It was then I noticed one of the goats hadn’t gotten up from where it had been laying this morning.

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