Psychic Fudge Flurry (Psychic Sugar Rush Cozy Mystery Series Book 2) by Dee Cee Streams

Author:Dee Cee Streams [Streams, Dee Cee]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-06-30T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter 22

Sage woke up at least three times with Zoraida’s words about Chester still running through her mind. She couldn’t quite decide whether she just so desperately wanted it to be true or if Zoraida really knew what she was talking about. But she kept reminding herself that she had seen Chester stop and smile toward the corner with her own eyes. It could’ve just been a coincidence, but when he had followed Jinx’s other orders, why would he have just stopped like that for no reason?

And therefore, as soon as she and Tempest finished the prep work that morning, Sage walked swiftly to the Psychic Falls Diner. She couldn’t wait until after the festival to see if any of Mystica’s secrets had been buried there. As was always the case, just about everyone in the diner turned to stare as she walked in, including Kirby, who turned completely around in his red booth so he could gawk at her properly.

“Hey, what are you doing here?” Kirby asked.

“I just needed to talk to Max,” Sage said.

“Yeah, what are you doing here?” a woman exclaimed. Sage barely had time to turn before Deb was scurrying over from the corner booth. She had two hard-boiled eggs in her hands and aimed them toward Sage’s face. “You ghost lover. You’re going to make us all be haunted.”

“Mom, come back to the booth. You can’t go around accusing people of being—” Tiger stopped short when he saw that Sage was the one Deb had accosted. “The ghost lover is you?”

“Deb is your mom?” Sage asked.

“See, even my son agrees,” Deb said. “Help me open her mouth so I can stuff this egg in.”

“Mom, we’re not force-feeding anyone hard-boiled eggs,” Tiger said. “Come back to the booth and finish breakfast.”

“Besides Gilda, she’s the biggest ghost lover in town,” Deb said as Tiger escorted her back to the corner.

“Deb, are you harassing people again?” Max, the owner, asked as he burst through the swinging red door. He was a burly man with a close-shaved brown beard. “Sage, welcome to the diner. You know you can sit anywhere.”

“I’m actually here to talk to you this morning,” Sage said. “I know what a rush you must be under with the festival. Could you spare a few minutes for a question?”

“Not a problem,” Max said. “I’ve still been meaning to go get my fortune read, but just haven’t had the time. Do you mind coming in the kitchen? Festival week and Felix is late. I’m doing all the cooking myself.”

Max didn’t wait for a reply and headed through the swinging door, so Sage followed him. In stark contrast to the Psychic Sugar Rush kitchen, the diner kitchen had pots and pans stacked everywhere, and the walls and surfaces had a greasy shine.

“I actually just wanted to ask you about the history of the diner,” Sage said as Max started cracking eggs and then whisking them up.

“I don’t know that there’s much to tell except it’s been the diner for as long as I can remember,” Max said.

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