Mistletoe in Glimmerspell: A Paranormal Women's Fiction Novel (Hot Flash Homicides Book 3) by Addison Moore

Author:Addison Moore [Moore, Addison]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Hollis Thatcher Press, LTD.
Published: 2021-12-15T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 12

Tracking down Jovie Antler wasn’t easy—or at least for me it wasn’t easy, but Teddy and her crime-fighting cohorts tracked the woman down in less time than it takes Santa to jump onto his magical sleigh.

And speaking of magical sleighs, that’s exactly what brings us to Santa’s Tree Farm this evening. The tree lot is right here in Glimmerspell, just up the way from Main Street, where rumor has it, Jovie Antler is assisting her new husband, Howard Antler, offload a bevy of evergreen beauties.

Santa’s Tree Farm is lit up with enough twinkle lights to make the noonday sun jealous. There’s a hot cocoa stand, a petting zoo with a corral full of reindeer, sled races, and, of course, there’s Santa sitting on a velvet throne as people of all ages wait their turn to take a picture with him.

“All right, girls,” Teddy says, clamping her mittens together. “I say we pick the saddest tree you see on the lot, hop back to my place, knock back a few hot toddies, and light that baby up.”

It should probably be noted that Teddy keeps her Christmas decorations up year-round. She has a gorgeous artificial tree in her living room that never fails to delight, but it’s safe to say she feels the same about Christmas trees as she does houseguests—the more the merrier.

Harper coos at the thought, “That’s so sweet, Teddy. You want to buy the saddest tree you can find and give it the best Christmas of its life.”

Teddy shrugs. “That, and the fact I prefer to get my trees half off.”

Carlotta and Georgie howl at the thought.

“I wait until Christmas Eve Eve,” Georgie says. “But I like your line of thinking.”

Carlotta nods. “And I live with Lot Lot. She buys the trees, the presents, the food, and the hard liquor for the big day.”

Both Georgie and Teddy look at her in awe.

“You wouldn’t happen to have room for one more, would you?” Georgie asks with a smidge of hope in her voice.

“Sorry, Toots,” Carlotta bleats. “There’s no room at the inn.”

“Where have we heard that before?” Teddy laughs, slapping her friends on the back.

Georgie sighs. “I’ll sure miss you ladies once we head our separate ways. And how are we going to decide who gets Willy?”

I make a face as I glance under the red and white tent housing trees in every shape and size to see Willy the footman dressed like a lumberjack while he inspects the trees, more specifically the prices. Just about every hour on the hour he announces that he can’t believe there hasn’t been a revolt due to the catastrophic costs of living. He’s not entirely wrong about that.

“I get Willy,” Carlotta says it like the threat I’m betting it is.

“Ladies, ladies”—Teddy does her best to separate the two— “don’t fret. There’s still plenty of time before we head back to our respective lives. See those sled races over there?” She points to the hillside where an entire slew of elementary-aged schoolchildren and teenagers are having the time of their lives.

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