Shear Trouble by Elizabeth Craig

Author:Elizabeth Craig [Craig, Elizabeth]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
ISBN: 9780451469502
Amazon: 045146950X
Barnesnoble: 045146950X
Publisher: Signet
Published: 2013-12-31T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Ten

After a restless night, Beatrice decided to give up on sleeping by the time the clock hit five a.m. She started a load of laundry, put away the dishes in the dishwasher, and then looked down at Noo-noo, who was gazing up at her hopefully.

“Want to go for a walk?” asked Beatrice, and smiled as Noo-noo grinned up at her and gave a sharp bark to indicate her approval.

It was still dark out, so Beatrice grabbed a flashlight along with the leash. Although she was dragging a little from lack of sleep, Noo-noo seemed full of energy and darted ahead of her into the darkness.

There were so many unanswered questions about Frank Helmsley’s death. Was he blackmailing Jason Gore’s killer? Who was that person? Or was his death an accident? If it was, why was he even at the church at the time of his death?

Beatrice’s walk had an aimless quality to it and she let Noo-noo lead the way. She soon found that Noo-noo had decided to lead her to Meadow and Ramsay’s house. And Beatrice saw lights on. She knew that sometimes Ramsay couldn’t sleep—and that he frequently got up very early, even if he could sleep.

Noo-noo trotted confidently over to the front door of the barn. Boris, probably hearing Noo-noo’s toenails clicking on the driveway (no genius required, Beatrice thought with a sniff), put his great paws up on the windowsill by the door and grinned at them. This made Ramsay peer out the window, too, to see what Boris was so enchanted by. He gave a quick wave and moved to open the door.

“You’re up awfully early, Beatrice,” he said, motioning her to a chair around the kitchen table and bending to pet Noo-noo.

“Up early or never really fell asleep,” said Beatrice. “And it looks as if you’re in the same boat. You’re dressed and everything.” She gestured to Ramsay’s uniform. “I guess Meadow and Ash are sleeping, though.”

Ramsay nodded. “Although this is the time of day when Meadow usually wakes up, so I’m sure she’ll be joining us soon.”

As if waiting for her cue, Meadow said, “Are y’all talking about me?” She put her hands on her pajama-clad hips and mock-glared at them before beaming. “So we’re having breakfast? Omelets are in order. Something with some substance to it.” Meadow started rummaging in the fridge and pulling out eggs, blocks of different cheeses, an onion, mushrooms, bacon, and spinach.

“Can I help you, Meadow?” asked Beatrice.

“Absolutely not! I’m the queen of this kitchen,” said Meadow. She crouched to open the pots-and-pans cabinet.

“Won’t we wake Ash up?” asked Beatrice. Considering what Piper said, Beatrice wasn’t exactly eager to have a conversation with Ash right now. She had a feeling that she and Piper weren’t on his favorite people list.

“That boy sleeps like there’s no tomorrow,” said Meadow with a snort. “Sometimes I’ll come in here and rattle all my pots and pans just to see if I can raise him from the dead. Never any luck.” She gave Beatrice a sidelong look.

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