Key Lime Pie Murder by Joanne Fluke

Author:Joanne Fluke [Fluke, Joanne]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
ISBN: 9780758272645
Amazon: 0758272642
Publisher: Kensington Books
Published: 2012-02-02T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seventeen

“Here we are, Moishe,” Hannah announced, turning into Norman’s driveway. “You’ve never been invited to dinner before, have you?”

Moishe didn’t deign to answer. She’d heard him prowling around in the back of her cookie truck, and he was obviously content to be riding, untethered, with her.

“Just in case you’re interested, Norman ordered mixed grill for you,” Hannah told him, not expecting an answer.

“Rrrrow?” Moishe surprised her by responding. And since the latter part of his yowl ended on a higher note than the beginning, she decided that it was a question.

“That’s right. Mixed grill. Sally’s making it for you. I’ve had it, and it’s delicious.”

This time there was no response, and Hannah concentrated on negotiating the rutted driveway. The spring rains had softened the hard-packed dirt under the gravel, and heavy trucks delivering building supplies had done the rest of the damage. Just as soon as the house was completely finished, Norman would have it graded and paved.

“Here we are,” Hannah said, pulling to a stop as close to the front door as the circular driveway allowed. “You’ve never been here before, so come on up and let me put on your leash.”

But before Hannah could coax her cat to move forward, there was a tap on the window. It was Norman. He must have been watching for her to pull up.

“I’ll take the Big Guy,” Norman offered, opening one of the doors at the back of her truck and scooping Moishe into his arms. “All dressed for dinner, I see,” he said to the cat that was purring like thunder.

“What do you mean?” Hannah asked, totally confused. “He’s not dressed at all.”

“Yes, he is. He’s wearing his harness and that’s got a black tie.”

Hannah groaned all the way into Norman’s foyer. “Great mirror,” she said, noticing the oval glass that hung by the built-in coat rack they’d designed together.”

“Of course it’s a great mirror. You picked it out.”

“I did?” Hannah was surprised. She didn’t remember looking through catalogues for mirrors.

“Remember the Bette Davis festival they were running on television?”

“Of course. We must have watched at least four films that night.”

“Five including Whatever Happened To Baby Jane, but who’s counting? But there was a mirror in one of the movies that you said would be perfect for the foyer of our dream house.”

Hannah was impressed that Norman had remembered. But then she had a disturbing thought. “You didn’t buy it from of those expensive movie memorabilia auction houses, did you?”

“No, Luanne found it at an estate sale in The Cities, and the mothers gave it to me at cost. I had to have it resilvered, but it was worth it.”

Hannah was smiling as she followed Norman to the den. Just being in the house they’d designed together made her happy. She was still smiling as she stepped into the den, but the moment she saw what Norman had done to furnish it, her smile increased by several hundred lumens.

“Gorgeous!” she breathed, taking in the total effect. Norman’s den was elegance and coziness combined.

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