Winter Festival Murder: A Small Town Minnesota Cozy Mystery by Linnea West

Author:Linnea West [West, Linnea]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-01-07T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-One

Clark had some papers he needed to grade, so our celebration dinner would have to wait until another time. As soon as we got back to the B&B, he hopped into his car and sped off towards home. He was enough of a gentleman to leave the trophy with me to display in the living room window of the B&B.

My parents were waiting when I opened the front door, clapping and cheering. The results of the competition had been aired on the radio, of course, so they already knew that we had gotten second place. Both my mother and father gave me a big hug. My mother held the trophy while my father helped me clear a space on the top of the small bookshelf that sat below the big bay window. The trophy would be proudly displayed there, at least for a while.

"I'm excited to go out and see your sculpture tomorrow," my father said. The sculpture area would be open for everyone to come see all of the sculptures that had been entered in the competition. Anyone who hadn't been at the competition, including all of the children of Shady Lake, could see them all starting tomorrow.

"Your thermometer sounded wonderful on the radio," my mother said. She beamed in pride.

My parents were wonderful in supporting us no matter what it was we were striving to do. Between all five of us, they had supported us in sports, arts and musical concerts. They had even sat out on the porch and cheered us on when we took up hobbies like the pogo stick, jump roping, unicycling, and juggling. They were always supportive, even if they didn't especially enjoy watching our hobby. I can't imagine that watching my brother Teddy pogo stick up and down the sidewalk could have been that exciting.

As we stood back to admire the trophy, the front door slammed and in walked Lennie and his sneer. He hung up his purple scarf and jacket and turned back to sneer at us some more.

"I'm not sure why second place is being celebrated," he said. "It isn't like you won the competition."

"Life isn't all about winning," my father said. He had a way of taking things like this in stride and not just because he wanted to keep a guest of the B&B happy. He had always been one to turn lemons into lemonade.

"Sure it is," Lennie said. "Only losers say life isn't about winning."

He scurried away and up the stairs to his room. Lennie resembled a bit of rat as he whisked himself away from us. My parents and I watched him until we couldn't see him any more.

"If he didn't want to have fun, why did he extend his stay through the festival?" my mother asked when he was out of sight. "You'd think he would want to leave early instead especially after the medallion hunt ended the way it did."

I had to agree with my mother completely. I still didn't understand why he made me extend his stay.

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