Cupcakes and Catastrophe (A Belle Harbor Cozy Mystery Book 1) by Sue Hollowell

Author:Sue Hollowell [Hollowell, Sue]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-03-03T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER NINE

Thankfully, the delicious aroma of my desserts didn’t add to my waistline. I pulled the chocolate cupcakes from the oven and placed them on a cooling rack. I untied my apron and hung it on hook shaped like a little spatula.

“All right, Uncle Jack. I’m ready to head to the moped store.” I scanned the room and found him continuing to rearrange like a madman. I had to admit, it did make it easier for people to see what was there. “Looks good,” I said.

He harrumphed. I didn’t think he wanted to admit that woman had a point, especially given her rudeness. My uncle was kind and forgiving. And I think she hurt his feelings.

I touched his elbow. “This is your business. You get to run it the way you want.” I pulled the moped keys out of my backpack. Might as well see if the thing would start, even for just the short trip.

“I don’t want anyone ever to say this old dog can’t learn a new trick or two.” He set the model ship down that he had been holding. He reached over and adjusted its angle. “I’ve just been reluctant to change much after Frank passed.” He further arranged the ship’s placement.

“I’m sorry.” I put my arm around his shoulders. “I’m sure he would be fine with what you want to do.” I looked at him and brushed the escaping tear from his cheek.

“Yeah, he would probably be kicking my butt for waiting so long.” He chuckled. “That man didn’t mince words.” He sniffled. “That’s why we made such a good team.”

We turned and headed out the door. My initial reluctance at leaving the store unattended waned just the slightest. But I didn’t know if I would ever get used to that. I swung my leg over the moped and inserted the key. Uncle Jack looked at me and held up crossed fingers. I turned the key and the engine moaned. I turned it off. It was worth a try.

Uncle Jack took the moped by the handlebars and pushed it as we began our short trek. Even though the kite festival was over, the throngs were just as big. I guess any excuse would get people to the beach. Every time I exited the antique store onto the sidewalk, the soothing sound of the waves hit me. I could easily see how Uncle Jack and Uncle Frank had made this their home for so many decades.

“I’m so glad I moved here,” I said and looked at Unkie. He wasn’t even breaking a sweat pushing that thing. Though, the mid-eighty degree day was still several hours away and we would be dripping in no time.

“You ain’t seen nothin’ yet,” he replied.

“Should I be worried?” I laughed.

“There’s so much here that I want to share with you.” He grinned. “That salt-water taffy store.” He flicked his head up and to the right. “Daffy Taffy. They have almost a hundred flavors. Just when I’ve tried them all, they make more.

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