Any Luck at All: Asheville Brewing #1 by Denise Grover Swank & A.R. Casella

Author:Denise Grover Swank & A.R. Casella [Swank, Denise Grover & Casella, A.R.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781940562384
Publisher: DGS
Published: 2020-09-21T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-One

“Uh…” Georgie stared at the phallic crystal Dottie was offering, then took an involuntary step back. Could this night get any worse?

A third box had popped up on the screen and Jack stared out into the room with a look of horror, obviously regretting his decision to call in.

“What are you waiting for?” Adalia’s voice crackled from the computer speakers. “Go get yourself a crystal.”

“Is that what I think it is?” Lee asked with a shocked look on his face.

“If you’re thinking it’s a pink crystal replica of our grandfather’s penis, then yes,” Jack said in a dry tone, “I believe it is.”

Georgie Buchanan was a put-together woman who had handled herself with integrity and professionalism in a wide variety of situations, but this…she had the urge to run home and hide under the covers, only this was her house now and she was stuck.

Oh, mercy. Dottie might be hosting this séance, but Georgie was the location host, which meant she was stuck here with Dottie and Lurch and Josie and all the craziness that seemed to accompany her grandfather and his business and the people associated with him.

Well, everything but River. He seemed relatively normal. She took it as a good sign that he hadn’t treated her any differently tonight than he had in their previous encounters. The kiss—kisses, she mentally corrected—hadn’t made things awkward or rendered him standoffish. As long as he was here, she wouldn’t be alone. She could handle anything.

Well, anything besides touching her grandfather’s crystal penis. That was a step too far.

She gave Dottie a forced smile as she moved toward the box containing multiple small crystals. “You know, I can already feel Beau’s energy with us.” She held her hands up and waggled her fingers, then lowered them as though mimicking rain. “And it’s telling me to choose this one.”

She hastily picked another pink crystal and held it up in triumph.

The frown on Dottie’s face suggested she wasn’t particularly happy with the way Georgie had chosen, but she didn’t put up a fight. “Now the other Buchanan grandchildren need to pick a proxy to select their crystals. Children, who do you choose as your proxy?”

“Oh! Oh!” Adalia shouted, raising her hand in the air and bouncing around like she was a kid in class desperately trying to gain the attention of their teacher. “Let me go first! I choose Georgie!”

Georgie shot her sister a glare, but it was obvious Adalia was having too much fun with this to back down. She looked to be losing a fight to keep a straight face. “And I’m going to need you to use Grandpa Beau’s tuning rod to pick mine.”

Lee’s face turned beet red, and Jack stared at them with wide eyes from the screen, looking like he was having major misgivings about not only attending the séance but having anything to do with the Buchanans period.

Which was fair, considering Georgie was having major misgivings herself.

“I really don’t think that’s necessary, Adalia,” Georgie said through gritted teeth.

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