Straight to Heaven by Michelle Scott

Author:Michelle Scott [Scott, Michelle]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781472097125
Publisher: Carina
Published: 2014-12-26T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Ten

Opening the door and seeing my next-door neighbor, Casey Scarsdale, standing on my front porch was not how I wanted to begin my morning. But there she was, a nightmare in tight pink Capris, a white off-the-shoulder blouse, and a head of bleached hair teased so high it made her a good six inches taller than normal.

She thrust a plate of cookies at me while simultaneously wedging her way into my house. “I brought you a ‘welcome back to the neighborhood’ gift.” She lowered her sunglasses and took a quick inventory of my living room. “You like oatmeal raisin, right?”

Like I’d dare eat anything that had come from her kitchen. Surely, she’d poisoned them. Or at least spit into the batter. “Well, that’s sweet of you,” I said.

“I love how you’ve redecorated.” Casey picked up a throw pillow from the couch. “Your old style was always so, I don’t know, boring.” She laughed. “But this is better. It’s so less boring.”

This was coming from the woman who had put red flocked wallpaper in her dining room because her interior designer told her it was ‘retro chic’. “Casey, I’ve got a lot to do today…” I began, but she was leading the way to the kitchen as if I were the guest.

She plonked her butt on one of my bar stools. “I take my coffee with Splenda. Remember?”

With a sigh, I put the cookies down and poured her a mug of coffee while she continued to scope out my kitchen. “Where’s Mr. Yummy?”

So it was William she really wanted to see. I should have known.

Some people read books or play bingo to keep entertained; Casey hunted men. Once she caught one, she bled him dry before cutting him loose. Which is why she could afford to live in an immense, six-bedroom colonial and drive a Mercedes while only working as a part-time sales assistant at Neiman Marcus. If Miss Spry had really wanted a woman with the heart of a succubus, she should have knocked on Casey’s door.

“ ‘Mr. Yummy’ is out of town on business,” I said. “He’ll be back at the end of the week.”

“What’s his name?”

“William,” I said.

“What does he do?”

More lying! And I wasn’t getting any better at it. “He’s in sales. Look, Casey, I’d love to chat, but I really am busy today.”

Clearly determined to stay, she crossed her legs and made herself more comfortable. “Oh, come on. You’re a teacher, right? It’s summer vacation. Relax a little.”

Grace, looking sleepy-eyed, wandered into the kitchen, hugged me, and went to the fridge.

“Hel-lo, Grace,” Casey said. “I hear you’re going to France in a few weeks.”

How the hell had she known that? I glared at Casey, silently telling her to shut up, but Grace pounced on the opening. “Yeah, I’m going to see the Eiffel Tower and the Moaning Lisa.” She was glowing. “And this ginormous palace where King Louis lived.”

“It’s not a done deal,” I said. “We don’t know for sure if she’s going.”

It was like I hadn’t even spoken.

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