Pamela DuMond - Annie Graceland 04 - Cupcakes, Paws, and Bad Santa Claus by Pamela DuMond

Author:Pamela DuMond [DuMond, Pamela]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Mystery: Cozy - Paranormal - Romance - Humor - L.A.
Publisher: Pamela DuMond
Published: 2013-12-07T00:00:00+00:00

8

Ten Lords a Leaping

“No, seriously, where’s my real Mrs. Claus costume?” Annie asked as she looked in the full-length mirror at the red, stretchy, strapless, fake-white-fur lined bustier and miniskirt that she wore, along with the cheesy Santa hat that tipped over her forehead and bopped her eye.

“This is her costume.” Lisette fussed over Annie’s makeup. “This is all we have. Our actress who played Mrs. Claus always opted for the sexy version. She wasn’t into the dowdy, play-it-safe look.”

“Was she into the I-might-be-a-hooker look?”

“We don’t ask what our employees do in their off-time.”

“Super,” Annie said. “What if there are, you know…”

“We have the costumes dry-cleaned between each major fundraising event. Look—Mr. Wong’s Dry Cleaners label is right here on the plastic bag.” Lisette pointed to the tag.

Annie nodded. “Mr. Wong always gets out the most stubborn spots.”

“He’s a genius,” Lisette said. “He contributed a silent auction item for the Furball event.”

“You don’t have Mrs. Claus’s galoshes do you?”

“No,” Lisette said. “We have—”

Lisette held out the size eight black pumps with sky-high, platform heels.

“But I can’t walk in heels,” Annie said.

“You only have to walk to the cupcake tree stand and climb the ladder. It’s not that far and it won’t take you that long.”

Annie wriggled them on and stared at the skinny wall mirror. “I feel like a piñata. What if this costume explodes while I’m wearing it?”

“It’s reinforced with that NASA approved memory spring fabric. It’ll stretch into the next galaxy sweetie. No worries.”

“The stripes on these tights are going the wrong way. I look ridiculous.”

“You look darling, Mrs. Claus.”

Annie grabbed her iPhone from her purse and smoothed the sides of the skirt looking for pockets. But there were no pockets. “My friend can put my purse in the car. But I’m expecting a phone call from my mom. She’s on a Christmas tour of Bethlehem with her Wild Women’s group. I can’t let her call go to voicemail. Where can I put my phone?”

Lisette snatched the phone and popped it down the front of Annie’s bustier. “Go make a cupcake Christmas tree. And find your Medici who will back your bakery business.” She air kissed Annie’s cheek.

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