Magic, Mayhem & Murder: A Paranormal Women's Fiction Cozy Mystery (Bad Omen Investigations Series Book 1) by Tessa Bryant

Magic, Mayhem & Murder: A Paranormal Women's Fiction Cozy Mystery (Bad Omen Investigations Series Book 1) by Tessa Bryant

Author:Tessa Bryant [Bryant, Tessa]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Pigs Fly Publishing
Published: 2023-09-03T16:00:00+00:00


Chapter 13

In Mallory’s opinion, the sun was being highly disrespectful. Funerals were supposed to be solemn affairs held on gray, blustery days. In the movies, it always rained or looked like it was about to but as she and a good portion of Tempest’s citizens gathered to offer their final respects to Nana the sun above shone warm and bright.

There wasn’t even a cloud in the clear blue sky.

Mallory shifted uneasily, the heels of her patent leather pumps sinking into the grass of the cemetery. She pulled at the neck of her black sheath dress and prayed that she wasn’t sweating through the expensive dry-clean only material. She’d ended up in Tempest with a lot of her own belongings but her wardrobe had been custom built for New York, not Texas and its unseasonably warm fall.

She tried not to glare at her sister as Hope eulogized their grandmother. Mallory had thought her sister was the one dressed inappropriately when they’d left the house. In true Hope fashion, she’d worn a long halter dress with sandals that tied around her ankles. The outfit had seemed too casual to Mallory but given the fact they were surrounded by the good people of Tempest and most of them were wearing something similar to Hope or jeans, khakis and polo shirts, she knew that she was the one that looked out of place as per usual.

Her sister had offered to loan her something to wear but Mallory had refused. Her wardrobe wasn’t just the last remnant of her life in New York. It had also always served as a last line of defense. She did not look welcoming or approachable in the oversized black hat that covered her head and today she needed people to keep their distance from her.

For the past two days, she and Hope had done their best to plan a ceremony they thought their grandmother would have appreciated. They’d booked the church and picked out a casket. They poured over song choices and handpicked every photo that went into the tribute video. Mallory had written the obituary and Hope had gone down to The Tempest Telegraph office to make sure they included it in their next issue. Mallory had been flabbergasted that the old newspaper was still up and running and appalled it was still the best way to disseminate news to the town. They had spent so much time making decisions about the funeral that Mallory hadn’t truly stopped to consider just how hard the actual ceremony was going to be.

This was her last chance to say goodbye to Nana. She’d never gotten to talk to her. They’d never had a chance to make things right. Nana had never apologized and Mallory couldn’t honestly be sure she ever would have but it stung that the opportunity had been taken from them. Nana was really and truly gone and to make matters worse, her killer was still out there walking the streets as a free man.

As Hope spoke, Mallory glanced around the large crowd gathered at the graveside.



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