Previous Confections by Ruth Hartzler

Author:Ruth Hartzler [Hartzler, Ruth]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781925674927
Publisher: Clean Wholesome Books
Published: 2019-04-08T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 12

I awoke the next morning quite disappointed. I had tossed and turned all night as I had not managed to find out Ted’s secret from Melissa. What’s more, I was surprised that Melissa knew what it was, whereas I had been married to Ted for all those years and didn’t have a clue. I had asked her what the secret was, but she had said she felt sick and had left early. That meant I would have to seek her out, and that could become quite uncomfortable. It’s a shame it hadn’t happened organically.

As I staggered out to the kitchen to make coffee, Mr. Crumbles ran in front of my legs, almost tripping me.

“He’s just hungry,” Eleanor said. “I slept in.” She poured some food into his bowl.

Matilda burst out of her bedroom, pen and paper in hand. “I didn’t sleep in! I’ve been hard at work coming up with a plan,” she announced proudly.

My stomach sank. “What will you try to get me into now?” I said sadly.

She shook her finger at me. “On the contrary, it is I who will be in the firing line. I have come up with a foolproof plan. I’m going to invite Ted to a local café and give him the third degree.”

“But why would he speak to you?” I asked her.

“I haven’t finished yet,” she said, rolling her eyes. “I’m going in disguise as a private detective. Maybe I’ll even wear a deer stalker hat and smoke a pipe just like Sherlock Marple.” She laughed after she said it, but I wasn’t so sure she was joking.

“So, are we still going to stick to the story that Cherri hired a private investigator?

She shook her head. “No, I had a conversation with Cherri last night and she told me she doesn’t have money, not her own anyway. She couldn’t afford to hire a private detective.”

“Then what will you say to Ted?” I was perplexed.

“Never you mind.” Matilda’s tone was smug. “I can’t tell you now because that will ruin the flow of my creative genius, but I have it all figured out. I will tell you this much—I’m going to book two tables at the café.”

“Two tables?” Eleanor looked up from stroking Mr. Crumbles. “Why two tables?”

“Because I’m going to sit at one table, and you and Jane are going to sit at the adjoining table and listen in to the conversation.”

“Won’t Ted think it strange that I’m there?” I said, raising my eyebrows.

Matilda chuckled. “No, you’re going to have your back to him and you’ll be wearing Amish clothes.”

I held up both hands in protest. “No way! Not again! There’s no way I’m doing that!”

“It’s the only way, don’t you see?”

“No.”

“This is my plan. I know this particular café well. It has booths, not the short sort of booths but the long ones. At one section they back directly onto each other with only a framework between the seats that runs up the wall. I’ll make sure Ted sits on the

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