Of Mice and Murder by Steffanie Holmes

Author:Steffanie Holmes [Holmes, Steffanie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Bacchanalia House
Published: 2019-02-19T06:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seventeen

“Do you have anything by David Copperfield?” an elderly man asked me as I carried boxes of stock out to the two shopping trolleys Morrie purloined from the market early this morning. It was the day of Mrs. Scarlett’s funeral, and I’d arrived early to sort stock for the church fete.

And also to see Heathcliff and try to get some reading from him about last night, but that was bloody hopeless. The two grunts I’d received upon presenting him with coffee this morning could hardly be interpreted as Mina is hot as fuck and I want more of her body.

If Mum could come up with a Heathcliff-to-Human dictionary, I know at least one person who’d buy a copy.

“Ma’am?” The customer waved a hand in front of my face. “Where would I find the famous author David Copperfield?”

“Oh, sure. That way.” I plastered a smile on my face and waved him in the general direction of the Literature section. Maybe he’d grow a brain by osmosis.

“Last night must’ve gone well,” Morrie mused as we pushed the trolleys over to the church and found our table. “You’re not correcting a customer’s literary knowledge, and Heathcliff was singing in the shower this morning.”

Despite myself, my stomach fluttered. “What was he singing?”

“I wouldn’t take it personally, but ‘You Give Love A Bad Name.’”

I punched Morrie in the arm. “Shame on you for being mean to me through Bon Jovi.”

“You love it, gorgeous.”

“If you must know, the date did go well.” I leaned over our boxes to peck Morrie on the lips, too scared to do anything else lest I incur the wrath of one of the choir ladies bustling around the church car park. “How much are you wanting to know?”

“Give me every gory detail.”

“I can’t do that.” My cheeks burned, and Morrie laughed. “But I can tell you that we discovered something interesting about King’s Copse. There’s a row of tiny stone cottages on the edge of the wood. From the looks of them, they’re old workers’ accommodations. I know there used to be an ancient wood mill out there. You can see some of the ruins in the wood if you’re there during the daytime. I’ve never seen the cottages before, but they must be standing on the land Gray Lachlan needs for the development. And we saw Ginny Button drive up to one of the cottages with Sylvia Blume. Miss Blume got out of the car and went to the door. She had a key so she must live there. Ginny ran after her and was threatening her. Miss Blume yelled back that she knew what Ginny had done, and she wouldn’t get away with it. It might not mean anything in relation to the murders, but…”

“It’s another connection.” Morrie nodded. “I’ll find out everything I can about Sylvia Blume and her cottage, and about this Ginny Button.”

Morrie lifted the boxes from the trolleys and I arranged the books across two trestle tables, careful to keep the religious books separate from the popular fiction.

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