Granny Snows A Sneak (Fuchsia, Minnesota Book 3) by Julie Seedorf

Author:Julie Seedorf [Seedorf, Julie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: cozy mystery, Mystery, woman sleuth, Humor, Minnesota mystery
Publisher: Granny Edith Books
Published: 2014-11-16T23:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TWENTY

“Do you mind if we take a side trip by Nail’s Hardware before we go home?” Granny asked Mavis as she started the snowmobile.

”Can you drop me at Pickle’s Grocery and pick me back up. I think I can hold on to a carton of Egg Nog on this contraption. I’m getting pretty good at balancing as we go in and out of the trees,” replied Mavis.

Granny dropped Mavis off at Pickle’s Grocery store putting her head down low, as Franklin drove by in his Escalade. He didn’t appear to notice Granny and Mavis stopped in front of the grocery store.

Granny cut the engine of the snowmobile, and took a moment to listen to the musical trees on the tops of their respective buildings, serenading the Christmas shoppers.

Approaching the door of Nail’s, Granny took a look inside through the glass door before entering. She saw Penelope and Butch in a heated discussion about something. Penelope saw Granny’s face at the door and stopped what she was saying, to wave at Granny and walk toward the door.

When Granny entered, Butch gave a wave, walked through the back room and out the back door. “What was that all about?” Granny questioned, seeing that Penelope had fire in her eyes.

“Revelation, revelation!” Penelope informed her mother in a raised voice.

“You’re studying Revelations? I didn’t know Pastor Snicks was having a Bible study group on Revelations.”

“We were arguing about what should be revealed and what is better forgotten,” said Penelope.

Granny slowly shook her head. “I see. Something needs to be revealed.” Holding out her hand, Granny indicated that Penelope should proceed with her explanation.

“Butch knows something that others don’t know, that––should they know, it might help them know more about what they don’t know,” Penelope told her mother in one breath.

Granny’s eyebrows raised. “Ah, don’t take this wrong, dear, but...uh, uh...” Granny proceeded slowly, not really sure of Penelope’s reaction, “but...uh...you...sound...a little like me.”

Penelope stared at her mother, eyes wide with fear.

“I actually know just what you’re talking about,” Granny told her with conviction. “It makes perfect sense to me.” Patting Penelope’s hand, she continued, “Tell your mom all about it. What does Butch know that he’s scared to tell.”

Realizing what was happening, Penelope jerked her hand out of her mother’s. “What brings you here, Mom?

Knowing that she was going to learn no more about what Butch needed to reveal to someone, Granny moved on to her reason for visiting Nails. “My wedding is almost here and I don’t have a dress. I thought that maybe I’ve been a little standoffish. Busy. How would you like to go shopping with me and help me find a dress for my wedding?”

“You want me to help you find a dress?” Penelope asked hesitantly. “Ok? But...we don’t have the same taste.”

“Well, your taste is a little boring and my taste is not, so we should be able to come to an agreement about something in between. I suppose I should tone it down a little for Franklin. I was thinking something red with sparkling beads.

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