Fries and Alibis by Trixie Silvertale

Author:Trixie Silvertale [Silvertale, Trixie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781734022131
Publisher: Sittin' On A Goldmine Publications LLC
Published: 2019-10-28T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 19

I walk back to the bookshop alone. I may be slipping down the suspect list for Cal’s murder, but that fails to lift my spirits. Silas promised to set up a meeting with my father and that prospect has me on edge.

I stop and stare at the line forming in front of Bell, Book & Candle. I definitely need Twiggy. Crap! I don’t even have her number—or a phone with service. I’m rich now. I should definitely handle my cell-phone inadequacy.

I cross the street slowly, tossing around various delay tactics, when a familiar cackle reaches my ears.

“Right on top of the poor sheriff. I’m telling you—”

“You certainly are.” I interrupt Twiggy’s recounting of my crash landing on Erick at the diner and shove my special key in the lock.

Murmurs and snickers close in around me. This is not the day I had planned. I pull open the large door and Twiggy and her acolytes stream through without so much as a glance at their benefactor—or a thank you. I give a little harrumph and march to the back room.

Twiggy holds up a bank pouch and nods. “I took the liberty of grabbing the drawer money. I knew you’d be swamped with the Pinners.”

I want to wallow for a few more minutes, but she’s actually pretty thoughtful. “What are Pinners, dare I ask?”

“Out-of-towners that come up once a year for the Pin Cherry Festival.” She shakes her head.

“This is the first I’m hearing of the Pin Cherry Festival,” I say with more bite than I intend.

“Easy, doll. I’m sure there’s still time to put your name in the hat for Princess of the Pin Cherry Festival, if that’s what’s got you so wound up.”

“You know what?” I don’t bother to finish the thought. I grab Pye’s box of Fruity Puffs and march up to the apartment without another word.

Once inside my hideout, I sputter all kinds of snappy retorts.

“Since your lips are moving, I’m gonna jump in.”

I shove a handful of cereal into my mouth and crunch loudly.

“Didn’t you just come from breakfast?”

“I stress eat when I’m not stress drinking. Don’t judge.”

Grams puts her hands up in surrender. “Two things, dear: Pyewacket’s wrath will be merciless if there are no Fruity Puffs for tomorrow’s breakfast.”

I remove my hand from the box and search the high places for furry retribution.

“And Twiggy will bend over backward for you if you show her a little respect.”

“She was entertaining a crowd with stories of my misfortune.”

“Are you saying landing on top of Erick Harper was unfortunate?” Grams winks.

I giggle and blush. “Hardly.”

We both laugh.

“I was hoping to spend the day going over Dad’s case files. I didn’t know there was a princess pageant and a cherry jubilee!”

“You’re too funny, Mitzy.” Grams floats toward the settee and repeats, “Cherry jubilee. Delightful.” She settles into a reclining hover. “Just run down and let Twiggy know how much you need her help and that you have to review the case. Piece of cake, dear.”

“Is there a bakery in town?”

Grams looks at me as though I’ve lost it.

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