Murder in the Mix Mysteries : All Ten Cozy Mysteries by Addison Moore

Author:Addison Moore [Moore, Addison]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Hollis Thatcher Press, LTD.
Published: 2021-08-13T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter 9

The Cutie Pie Bakery and Cakery can hardly keep up with the demand on this snowy afternoon. An entire tour bus stopped off at the foot of the bakery and unleashed all unholy heck on the establishment just after three. And it’s not until the very last well-bundled, well-stocked up on red velvet cupcakes visitor climbs back onto that bus do I drop my elbows to the counter alongside Lily as we take a breather.

“What in the heck was that all about?” I bemoan just as my mother traipses through the door with an ear-to-ear devilish grin. “Why do I get the feeling I’d rather have another busload of cupcake hungry sightseers from Nova Scotia than be let in on whatever it is that has you grinning like that?”

My mother is quick to wave me off. “I sent them over. They were my first official Haunted Honey Hollow Bed and Breakfast tour, and I thought I’d share the spooktacular wealth.” She wiggles her fingers when she says spooktacular.

“What?” I straighten in horror. “Please tell me you did not bilk those people out of sixty dollars a pop. I’ve heard rumors.”

“That was a trial run. I got a cool eighty.” She shimmies her shoulders with pride. “For that number, I let them walk around freely in my boudoir. And, believe you me, they asked naughty questions about the cracked headboard.” She gives a sly wink.

“Mother! You don’t know what kind of people those are.”

“Hungry,” Lily answers for her as she gets to helping another group of customers that just walked in.

“Oh, it’s a great financial move on my part. In fact, I can’t take credit for it. My new boarder, Nicole Brand, came up with it. She’s a treasure trove of great advice. Apparently, her ex-husband was a higher-up in a Fortune 500.” She sighs. “Poor thing, lost her husband to divorce, and her daughter won’t have anything to do with her. I just can’t imagine.”

“Still no luck, huh?”

“Not that I’m aware of.” She bites her lips a moment before gasping. “I almost forgot. Great news!” My mother taps her red glittery nails over the counter. “I’m ordering six dozen of your red velvet cupcakes for the comedy night club soirée I’m hosting.”

“The comedy what?” Honestly, after that whole I’m-letting-people-roam-my-underwear-drawer-freely spiel, and now something about a nightclub, I’m thinking I should have her head X-rayed for fractures. Good ol’ perverted Mr. Rutherford has potentially cracked my mother’s headboard and her skull.

“It’s a night of stand-up comedy I’m hosting at the B&B later this month. I just felt so bad things fell to pieces at the Hearts of Hope Charity Ball. No one even got to bid on all the great prizes. And since it was in your father’s name, I thought I’d host at my place and see if we can get those items sold to the highest bidder. I’d love nothing more than to give the cardiac unit a big fat check. The stage is open to any and every budding comedian, so please spread the word.

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