Murder in the Mix Books 19-21 (Murder in the Mix Boxed Set Book 7) by Addison Moore

Author:Addison Moore
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: Hollis Thatcher Press, LTD.
Published: 2020-01-30T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter 11

Evie acted suspicious all the way back to the bakery.

But to tell the truth, I was a bit too preoccupied to pick up on any significant clues as to why.

My mind was still wrapped up in that morbid banner.

It’s so quiet without you. Pinewood forever. XOXO Courtland

I try to ponder what Courtland could have meant by it. On one hand, it could literally mean that it’s too quiet. But if that were the case, why would Carly and Higgins think to rip the banner right off? Pinewood must have been the naughty buzzword.

At the boutique both Courtland and Higgins froze solid at the mention of the Pinewood Seven. Of course, it was Higgins herself who mentioned it to Courtland. It wasn’t until I asked about it that they grew stiff as a board.

Could Courtland have meant it as an offense?

Maybe the mere mention of it was meant as an insult to Mitzi?

Courtland wasn’t at the funeral either. That’s a pretty big deal.

And when the subject of her absence was brought up, Carly told Bronson that sometimes in life, you have to get along with people whether or not you want to.

That leads me to believe Courtland and Mitzi didn’t really get along.

I wonder why. I wonder if Pinewood has anything to do with it?

I pull into my driveway after a long day at the bakery. Carlotta picked up Evie and brought her home hours ago. I told her I’d help her work on her paper once I got home tonight, and I will, but that doesn’t change the fact I’m beat. I don’t know how parents do it.

Parents. A dreamy smile glides up my face. I’m so proud of the way Everett stepped right into his role as a father. More like he was pushed right in—into the deep end.

I myself voluntarily jumped.

I really care for Evie. She’s sweet, caring, and loyal. Okay, so she’s none of those things. But she has a vivaciousness that can’t be rivaled. Although, I’m not entirely certain of what I mean by that.

I grab a box filled with snickerdoodle cookies and head up the porch. It just so happens I baked a fresh batch as I was closing up shop so we could enjoy a few at the house as Evie and I tackle the five-page essay. I’ll admit, my high school English skills are a bit rusty, but nothing a cookie rolled in sugar and cinnamon can’t fix.

I let myself in as my sweet cats Pancake and Waffles greet me with a lazy wave from the couch with their tails. But it’s the elaborate display over on the dining room table that steals my attention.

“Oh my word!” I gasp at the lit tapered candles, the pink tablecloth, the silver charges, and my mother’s bone china on full display. Crystal wine glasses stand proudly, and there’s a bottle of something amazing chilling in a wine decanter. A row of Chinese takeout boxes lines the table, and there’s a vase smack in the middle with a few flowers from the yard.

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