Murder in the Mix Boxed Set 8 by Addison Moore

Author:Addison Moore [Moore, Addison]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Hollis Thatcher Press, Ltd.
Published: 2020-07-11T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter 8

The Honey Hollow Library is tucked into a hillside that affords views of the whole town from its bird’s eye perch.

It’s the very next afternoon, post the horrific brawl between Noah and Everett.

I sigh as I look to Bizzy. “I can’t help but note there was a heck of a lot more peace between the two of them when I was with Noah. I’m not saying Noah is immature. I’m just saying this reversal is new and it really stings his heart.”

Carlotta, Georgie, and Macy are snapping pictures of themselves with Honey Lake in the background while Bizzy and I wait to head into the library.

Lily is watching the bakery for me and already we’ve sold out of flag cakes for the day. I guess July is a patriotic month in general, but it doesn’t hurt that the entire town has fallen in love with the creamy goodness.

Bizzy hugs herself for a moment. “Noah seems like a really nice guy. I mean, Everett does, too.” Her eyes widen a notch as if she were covering something.

I’m about to probe just what that might be when Georgie and Carlotta stream into the library.

Macy hitches her head in that direction. “Come on, girls. It’s time to load up on dirty books.”

Inside the library it’s considerably cooler than the hot humid air of a Vermont summer.

“Oh, it’s heaven in here,” Bizzy whispers, fanning herself with her fingers.

“I’m glad about it, too,” I whisper back. “My sister is due in a month. I can’t imagine how miserable she must be in this heat.” I hold out the pink bakery box in my hand her way. “Last chance for a fresh baked Danish.”

“I’m still full from the blueberry Danish I had at the bakery this morning. Lottie, I don’t know how you show any restraint. I’d eat away all my profits if I were you.”

“Believe me, I’m close.”

The library is bustling and I’m not too surprised, seeing that it’s at least thirty degrees cooler in here. The library itself is spacious, lined with plush carpeting to keep the noise volume at a minimum. Almost every table and chair is filled to capacity and there are groups of mothers with toddlers in tow headed toward the glass room in the back for story time, I’m assuming.

I spot Lainey seated at the front reception desk and we head on over.

“Lottie Lemon,” my sister groans, waddling her way around her desk to pull me into a sideways hug.

Lainey’s caramel-colored hair is pulled back into a ponytail and she’s donned a pink and white floral dress over her enormous belly. Of course, I would never tell her it was enormous to her face, but, I’ll admit, it looks painfully distended. I’m terrified for my poor sweet sister to actually have to endure childbirth. I mean, I know women do it every day, but both she and Keelie are going to have to experience it in a very real way in just a few weeks, and from what television has shown me, it won’t be a picnic.

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