Magic Uncorked: A Paranormal Women's Fiction Novel (Midlife Magic Cocktail Club Book 1) by Annabel Chase

Author:Annabel Chase [Chase, Annabel]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Red Palm Press LLC
Published: 2020-07-29T16:00:00+00:00

“I need to cater three jobs, and I need to do them well enough to get glowing references, and then she’ll hire me,” Libbie said.

She and Julie sat on the deck of the sprawling house that Julie shared with her mother. They each had a glass of iced tea and a frosted strawberry Pop-Tart, one of Julie’s weaknesses. The unobstructed view of the island in the middle of the lake made this one of Libbie’s favorite spots in town.

It helped that her good friend lived here.

“That’s encouraging,” Julie said. “I’m so proud of you, waltzing into the salon like that. You’re a culinary badass.”

“Thanks. It still feels a little surreal.” The old Libbie would’ve called and prayed that Mrs. Quincy was unavailable so she could leave an awkward voicemail.

“Any idea who else is in need of a caterer this summer?” Julie asked.

“Not yet, but I’m on it. I’ve been distributing flyers and Josh is putting some up at the club. Nick has them at Cone Hut too.”

“That’s nice of him.”

“I thought so, too.”

Julie smiled. “It isn’t like Nick to be thoughtful. I wonder if Olivia made him do it.”

Nick’s wife seemed to be a positive influence on Libbie’s ex, so Libbie made sure to stay on her good side. “I wondered that myself. Either way, I’m grateful.” Her head tilted back. “How’s Der Kommissar?”

Julie huffed. “Don’t ask. She has an ingrown toenail and seems to think it’s my familial duty to take care of it.”

Libbie shuddered. “Makes me glad I’m not close with my parents. They’ll expect Emily to do that stuff, I guess.”

“Oh, please, Cinderella. They’ll expect you to do the gross stuff while they prep Emily for the ball. They wouldn’t want their precious younger child to get her hands dirty.”

Libbie suspected her friend was right. Her parents had placed unreasonable expectations on Libbie for as long as she could remember and vilified her whenever she dared to push back, which was rare thanks to Libbie’s aversion to conflict.

“Julie? Do you have company?” Doris appeared at the screen door and peered at them on the deck. She wore a peach-colored robe and slippers and leaned on a cane.

“Mom, what are you doing down here? You know you’re not supposed to take the stairs.”

Doris pushed aside the screen door and joined them on the deck. “Oh, it’s only Libbie. I thought maybe you were entertaining a male visitor.”

“Why would I do that? You know I’m not interested in dating.”

Doris hobbled over to the table and plucked Julie’s glass of iced tea from the table. “Does this have sugar?”

“No, just lemon.” Julie’s expression was as sour as the aforementioned fruit as her mother brought the glass to her mouth and drank a generous mouthful.

“Maybe you could consider bringing your mother a drink. I’m dying of thirst up there, sequestered in my tower. It’s like a Rapunzel reversal, where the poor mother is imprisoned instead.”

Julie’s jaw unhinged. “Mom, I brought you a cup of tea less than an hour ago.”

“Tea is dehydrating.

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