On Tour

Author:Christina A. Burke [Burke, Christina A.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Gemma Halliday Publishing
Published: 2014-10-24T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

We were browsing through the household department at Macy's, looking at aisle after aisle of flowery curtains. We'd picked an earth tone color scheme with cranberry as an accent for the kitchen. My sister was determined to find curtains with actual cranberries on them.

"You don't need cranberries on your curtains."

"But it would really tie the theme together," Ashley insisted.

"No, the theme is not cranberries. The color scheme has a cranberry accent. You start putting cranberries all over the place, and you might as well have just left the stupid bears up." Did I mention shopping for anything other than food was not my thing? Shopping with my sister took it to a whole new level of pain.

I tried a different tactic. "Did you see any themes involving cranberries or any other fruits on the kitchen makeover show?"

Ashley paused. "No. They didn't have any fruits."

"Exactly. Remember it needs to be simple and sophisticated."

Ashley nodded and stared off into to the distance. Probably had cranberries dancing before her eyes.

I snapped my fingers in front of her face. "Earth to Ashley."

"Isn't that Andre and Marsha?" She pointed a finger across the aisle at the electronics department. On at least fifty big screen TVs, the image of Andre and Marsha, hands clasped together and wearing towels and not much else, blared.

Speechless, we walked into the electronics department and stood in front of a TV.

The reporter said, "We're going live to our affiliate in Bermuda with this incredible story. This couple, believed dead after a boat explosion, has just been found on a small island off the coast of Bermuda. Steve, have you had a chance to speak to the survivors?"

A toothy, tan reporter wearing a Hawaiian shirt and holding a microphone responded. "The couple isn't talking much, but the authorities have identified them as CIA Agent, Marsha Kincaid, and private bodyguard, Andre Beauregard. You'll remember first reports indicated it was singer/songwriter Diana Hudson and her boyfriend, Mark Greene, who were on the boat. There's been a lot of speculation regarding the whereabouts of Ms. Hudson. Even some wild reports that she was in hiding from an assassin."

Ashley and I jumped up and down and exchanged high-fives. Ashley started to speak, but I hushed her so I could here the TV.

The camera flashed back to the anchorman in the studio. "Amazing story, Steve. Something out of a movie really. And now, a couple stranded on a deserted island." The anchorman shook his head in wonder.

Steve flashed another toothy smile. "You said it, Chuck. Quite a story. The only new info we have from the couple is that they were snorkeling when the boat exploded. They headed to the nearest island and waited to be rescued."

The picture flashed again to Andre and Marsha. With a smarmy smile, Steve added, "I bet the real story is what happened on that island over the last forty-eight hours. Back to you, Chuck."

Ashley looked over at me. "Yeah, I wonder what happened on that island. Did you see they were holding hands?"

I rolled my eyes.

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