A Ghostly Secret by Tonya Kappes

Author:Tonya Kappes [Kappes, Tonya]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Tonya Kappes
Published: 2017-07-25T06:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fifteen

The day was slipping by and with Betsy disappearing on me, there wasn’t much I could do without asking her a few questions. I really wanted to try and get her to remember more about the day she was taken. There was a niggling feeling that Kevin was more involved than he wanted to or cared to admit.

There wasn’t much more I could do until I talked to her, so I wanted to go see Granny before I hung out with Jack Henry for the night. I also wanted to tell her about how he was thinking about going to the state police. Knowing her, she’d give me some offbeat advice and I’d be wasting my time.

Instead of parking at the Sleepy Hollow Inn, I went ahead and parked the hearse at the funeral home and walked across the square. It was actually turning out to be a nice night that wasn’t too cool. You could never tell about the seasons in Kentucky. One minute it was hot, the next minute it was cold and possibly snowing.

It was the strangest sight not seeing at least one of the Sleepy Hollow Inn’s guests sitting in one of the rocking chairs. Granny provided a nice quilt that hung on the back of the rocker in case the guests got cold while rocking.

I walked up the steps and heard voices coming from inside. When I opened the screen door and walked in, I noticed the guests were in the gathering room and none too happy.

“What’s going on?” I asked Hettie Bell.

“Your granny.” Her right eyebrow rose. “She asked me about the juices I drink in the morning.”

“Yeah?” I tried to look above the crowd and the rumbling of grumblings.

“She decided that she needs to fit into a different wedding dress and the only way to do that is to get all the snacks out of the gathering room,” she said as calm as could be.

The crowd parted and in straight view was Granny. She was in a wedding dress that was too small for her and pinned with large safety pins. She held a glass of something green that looked as nasty as it would taste. There was a big leaf or some sort of garnish sticking out of it. She used it to slowly stir the concoction and moseyed her way over to me leaving the guests to check out the new juicer bar that she’d apparently put in place of her homemade sweet tea.

“Here.” She shoved the glass in my face. “It’ll jump start your metabolism. Since you aren’t getting married before thirty,” she leaned forward, “because your body changes after thirty, you’re gonna need one of those every day.”

“What is wrong with you?” I asked. “Why can’t you be that cute little southern granny that makes cookies, reads books, knits, and goes to bed at a reasonable hour?”

“That sounds god-awful,” she said with heavily rouged red lips. “What do you think of my new dress?”

The wedding dress was snow white.

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