Snow Way Out by Husom Christine

Author:Husom, Christine [Husom, Christine]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
ISBN: 9780425270806
Publisher: Berkley
Published: 2015-01-06T08:00:00+00:00

My “fan club,” as Pinky had called the trio, was waiting for me in Brew Ha-Ha when I arrived for work Thursday morning. They were dressed in their workout clothes. When the three women turned and rushed me, Pinky stared at me and snapped her dish towel.

“Camryn, we’re here for your answer.” Tara looked like she was going to start jumping again and I was tempted to tell her to save it for her aerobics class.

Instead, I said, “The party is on the twenty-fifth? What was the time again?”

“Seven o’clock. Does that mean you can make it?” Heather asked.

“Sure, why not. It’ll be good to meet more people in town.” And there was always the remote possibility a lanky guy would be there in a Buddy Holly costume. Ha.

Heather gave me a light hug. “I am sooo excited.”

Emily moved in closer and put one arm on Heather’s shoulder and one on mine. “It will be the best party ever. And if you’d like to come in costume, that’d be great. I think most everyone else is.” Mmm. Buddy Holly, meet Marilyn Monroe. A kickback tribute to the fifties.

“But you’re the guest of honor, so you wear whatever you like. We usually have one or two who opt out for one reason or another,” Tara said.

They gathered together, ready to move on to the next adventure, then called out their thanks and good-byes and flitted out the door like little sparrows.

“Well, that was a treat. I can’t believe you agreed to that whole fiasco they have planned.” Pinky struck her favorite “I’m upset” pose—her head tipped to the side with her hands on her hips. “Do you have their phone numbers so you can cancel?”

We had never exchanged numbers, nor did I have the address of where the party was being held. Maybe I wouldn’t be going after all. “I’m sure they’ll be back with the details,” I said.

“Hmm.”

I left to open my shop for the day and was struck by an odd snow globe sitting on the shelf closest to the coffee shop. I picked it up and studied it. “Pinky, come here.”

“What?”

I handed her the globe. “Any idea where this came from?”

“Why, no. It’s your shop, after all.”

“But it doesn’t belong here; it wasn’t here yesterday.”

“How would you know that for sure with the hundreds you’ve got in there?”

“Because I dust the shelves and pick each one of them up.”

“Boring.”

I shrugged. “That’s beside the point. Don’t you think it looks like it could be one of the snow globes we made last week?”

Pinky looked more closely and gave it a shake. “It does, doesn’t it? The snow could be the same stuff May whipped up.”

“Another park scene, but it’s daytime and there’s a cop walking through in this one, and three kids playing,” I said, more to myself than to Pinky.

Pinky handed the snow globe back to me and grabbed my arms. “Cami, by ‘another park scene,’ do you mean like the other one someone left on your shelf?”

I nodded.

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