Spirit of the Season (The Foxglove Corners Series Book 10) by Dorothy Bodoin

Author:Dorothy Bodoin [Bodoin, Dorothy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Wings ePress, Inc.
Published: 2010-12-11T05:00:00+00:00

Twenty-one

I lit the candles and sat down opposite Crane, taking one last look at the table to make sure I hadn’t forgotten some essential thing. Everything was there. Crane handed me the platter. I speared a chop and transferred it to my plate.

“Kim Springer invited herself over today,” I said. “Then she never showed up.”

Crane looked up from his salad. “I didn’t know you two were friends.”

“We’re not, exactly, but we could be. I like her.”

Forgetting caution and the secrets a wife is entitled to keep from her husband, I added, “It’s one of the oldest clichés in the book. Someone has important information to reveal but is prevented from sharing it.”

Immediately I realized what I’d implied.

“What information is this?” Crane asked.

I hadn’t planned to tell him, but that option had just dissolved. “All along, Kim has been convinced her aunt was murdered,” I said. “She just learned something new.”

“Why would she confide in you?”

“Because she thinks I can help her catch… That is, help her figure out what really happened.”

“I see. It’s all clear now. The killer set the dog up.”

I glanced at him, but he didn’t seem particularly concerned. And why was that? At one time the mere mention of murder or mystery would send him promptly into lecture mode.

“If Victoria Springer’s death was anything but an accident, that’s a matter for the police,” he said. “But you know that.”

I nodded. “Kim says Mac didn’t take her seriously when she ran her theory by him.”

“Well, then…”

“She thinks one of her relatives arranged the accident. They’re all mentioned in the will, and they all need money, especially her cousin, Colin, who took over his aunt’s antique shop.”

“It’s a sad state of affairs when being rich makes you a target for a killer,” Crane said. “I’m curious about what Kim has to say. When you get together with her, do you think I can listen in on this new information?”

“I’m sure she’d welcome your input.”

I was sure of no such thing but why would Kim object to Crane hearing what she planned to tell me? He was a law officer, after all, and she knew he would most likely be home when she visited. Belatedly I realized that, against my own policy, I’d introduced the most distressing of all topics at the dinner table. Murder.

“These pork chops are even better than the last batch, honey,” Crane said, bringing us back to proper dinnertime talk.

“And the apple sauce is homemade,” I pointed out. “I’m glad to see my culinary efforts are appreciated.”

He smiled at me. “They always are. Especially when you take the time to bread pork chops.”

From her station in the doorway, Candy gave two little yelps. She appreciated my cooking, too, especially when certain items were on the menu. Once she’d stolen a pork chop bone and chewed and swallowed it before I’d been able to take it away from her. She knew the value of haste when dealing with stolen edibles.

“That dog’s vocabulary is growing,” Crane said.

“She’s definitely getting too smart.

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