Foliage and Fatality (The Mystery Sisters Book 2) by Karen Musser Nortman

Author:Karen Musser Nortman [Nortman, Karen Musser]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: UNKNOWN
Published: 2018-12-10T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

Max

The next morning, the mood on the Garrett porch was a little lighter, partly because the storm seemed to have worn itself out, leaving only dripping trees and mud puddles. Ren couldn’t resist jumping in a few when she and Max took Rosie for her morning walk. Rosie thought it was a wonderful idea, and managed to soak both herself and Ren.

When they returned to the house, Melody turned from the sink and covered her mouth at the sight. Terry looked to see what her alarm was about. Ren stood there with muddy drips running down her face, some of her red curls dangling limp with more brown tones than usual, and a smear across the arm of her yellow windbreaker.

Ren saw her mother’s face. “It was Rosie’s fault. She’s such a mess, she had to stay in the garage!”

Melody held back a smile with effort and put her hands on her hips. “Rosie doesn’t have to go to school in twenty minutes. Another shower for you.” She pointed to the stairs.

“Aw, Mommy,” Ren began, but then caught sight of her father coming around the island. “Nooo!” she screeched and raced up the stairs giggling, with Terry right behind her.

Mel shook her head and leaned on the island. “I don’t like gender stereotyping, but I don’t think little boys scream so shrilly and enjoy it so much.”

Rival looked up from his bowl of cereal. “That’s for sure.”

“Oh hush, Mr. Big Ears,” his mother said.

Lil nodded. “You’re right. Little girls have weaponized screaming. Terry’s sister could almost break glass. But I’m sure Max and I were never like that.” She grinned.

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