Domestic Diva 05 - The Diva Haunts the House by Krista Davis

Author:Krista Davis
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Publisher: Penguin Group, Inc.
Published: 2011-09-05T20:00:00+00:00

Not surprisingly, I slept late the next morning. Neither Mochie nor Daisy was in my bedroom when I woke. The rich aroma of coffee wafted to me as I trotted downstairs. Nina never made coffee. Aha. Jen must be trying to make amends. That was sweet.

But there was no one in the kitchen. Not even Mochie. I poured myself a mug of pumpkin spice coffee with a hint of nutmeg and strolled through the family room to the sunroom. Not a soul to be seen. It was nearly noon, and the sun had heated the brick floor. I longed to plop onto the sofa and lounge, but I knew I’d better find my little delinquent.

I ventured up the stairs and heard voices one flight up. Had Vegas returned? I’d better make sure Natasha, Mars, and I called each other to confirm where the girls were supposed to be so they couldn’t pull any more stunts. I padded up the stairs. June and Nina sat on chairs near an open storage-area door, looking through mementos. Jen clambered over boxes and odd pieces of old furniture, while Mochie and Daisy sniffed every corner.

“I found another one, Gramma June!” Her tone became decidedly more somber when she added as properly as a British schoolgirl, “Good morning, Aunt Sophie.”

Gramma June? Some serious bonding had been going on while I slept.

Jen handed June a gold box tied with a ribbon. June opened it and cried, “Here he is!”

Nina and I peered over her shoulder at a box full of photos. “Good morning. I assume you put on the coffee, June?”

“That was Jen’s idea,” said June. “Look what she found. She’s such a big help.”

Ohhh, someone had already told her tale of woe to Gramma June to acquire a sympathetic ally.

June held up a picture. I recognized June and her sister, Faye, raising cut crystal martini glasses in a toast. June tapped the photo with her fingernail. “See the man in the corner?”

He probably didn’t know the photo had been taken. It captured him in profile, with a straight nose and lustrous wavy hair. I could imagine him playing the role of a sensitive 1960s poet and strumming a guitar.

“That’s Viktor.” June handed the photo to Nina and continued perusing the contents of the box.

Nina studied the photo. “I’m not surprised that women flocked to him. He looks like he should pose for the cover of a romance novel.”

“Add that seductive accent, and he was nearly irresistible.”

I stretched, ready for a second cuppa.

June turned to me. “Nina says the kids had quite a scare last night. It’s a shame some ghosts are malicious.”

Under my breath, so Jen wouldn’t hear, I said, “Please, June, we don’t want to encourage them.”

She waved her forefinger at me. “Don’t underestimate the powers of spirits. They’re not all as sweet as Faye.”

I was surrounded by believers. What happened to just enjoying Halloween as fun? Citing my need for a second cup of coffee, I hustled down to my bedroom and pulled

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