Murder by Sandra R Neeley

Author:Sandra R Neeley [Neeley, Sandra R]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Sandra R Neeley
Published: 2020-04-14T05:00:00+00:00

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Murder arrived home to an amazing smell wafting from his house. He opened the door and his nostrils flared, following the scent from his small foyer to his kitchen. “Phrygia?” he called.

“I’m in here,” she answered. “I hope you don’t mind, I started dinner. I wasn’t sure what you wanted, so I cooked the shrimp and some of the fish.”

“It smells good,” he answered. “I was hungry, but after smelling your cooking, now I’m starving,” he said, leaning over to peek around her shoulder into the skillet she tended. “Where did you get the shrimp and the fish?” he asked.

“Gaston. He brought them by. And some oysters, too. But I didn’t know what to do with those. He said to start a fire and toss them in the flames for a few minutes. I thought I’d leave those for you. I put the rest of the fish and the oysters in that box there, the one that’s cold…” she explained, pointing at the icebox.

“It’s an icebox. It helps food last longer. I’ll ask Enthrall to go to town and bring back another block of ice for it,” Murder said distractedly, considering what Phrygia had told him.

“I’ve never seen such a thing. It’s amazing,” Phrygia said, opening the door and peeking inside it again at the melting block of ice tucked away inside. “But you won’t need to ask Enthrall for more ice. Gaston said he’d bring some for me — us, I mean.”

Murder thought about it. Only very rarely had Gaston brought him seafood, and it was when he was making the rounds, offering it to anyone who might wish to purchase it. It had never been a gift. “What else did Gaston say?”

“Nothing, really. Just that you are a good male and deserve to be happy, so he was happy for us,” she said, serving both the fish and shrimp she’d cooked in bowls and placing a crusty piece of bread alongside it. “I remembered how to make bread, I think, though it’s been a long time since I did so. Hope you don’t mind.”

“I don’t mind at all. I’m glad you’re making yourself at home,” Murder answered, sitting down and reaching for the spoon Phrygia handed him with one hand and the hunk of bread with the other. He dipped the bread into the buttery drippings that the shrimp and fish were in and took a bite, immediately nodding his head in appreciation. “This. This is your calling, Phrygia. You have made a delicious meal.”

Phrygia lit up with his praise. “I just did what Gaston said. It smells really good,” she said, peeling the shell away from the shrimp tail and popping it into her mouth. “Oh my! That is really good!” she exclaimed. Her eyes wide and happy.

Murder stopped chewing. He dropped his bread into his bowl, then got up and went around the table to Phrygia.

Phrygia watched Murder coming toward her, an intense look on his face. “What? What is it?” she asked.

“Your eyes,” he said, reaching out toward her face.

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