ROOTED IN DECEIT by Wendy Tyson

Author:Wendy Tyson
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: amateur sleuth;women sleuths;murder mystery series;culinary mystery;cozy mysteries
Publisher: Henery Press
Published: 2018-06-06T16:18:53+00:00

Eighteen

True to her word, Charlotte had sent an introductory email to Elizabeth Yee later that night. Megan awoke Sunday morning feeling groggy and determined, still nursing an emotional hangover from the night before. When she saw the email, she pushed her own sentiment out of her head and replied by asking Yee if she could stop by to talk with her about the ministry and Thana. Yee suggested she come by that morning, after their nine o’clock service. The small congregation would be sharing baked goods and coffee and planning for the week. They could sneak away for a few minutes.

Megan had wanted to track down Elliot, but she decided to head to New Beginnings first. She was curious about the mural, and even more curious to get a glimpse of who Thana had become through someone else’s eyes.

After showering and donning a brown pencil skirt, wedge sandals, and a favorite patterned vintage blouse, Megan ran down the steps and into the kitchen. She didn’t want to talk about the exchange between her mother and her father, if one could call it an exchange, and she preferred to leave the house unnoticed.

No such luck.

Bibi sat at the kitchen table reading a newspaper and munching on scones. She was wearing her pink Sunday-church suit, but had slippers on her feet. She frowned when she saw Megan.

“What happened last night? Your father came in and stormed upstairs.”

Megan grabbed her purse off the table. As casually as she could manage, she said, “Charlotte was here.”

Bibi was about to take another bite of a scone. She lowered it, mouth opened and eyes wide. “Charlotte as in Charlotte?”

“Yes. Charlotte.”

“Why in heaven’s name was she here?”

Megan took a deep breath. She called on the good lord to give her strength for this conversation. “Because I invited her.”

Bibi’s put the paper down on the table. “You invited her here? Why would you do that, Megan?”

“Because she’s my mother.” Megan felt herself getting defensive. She placed her purse back down on the table and took a second to get her feelings under control. It dawned on her that none of this would make sense to Bibi. She didn’t know about the hospital or the letter or the nights Megan laid awake, wondering what to do about Charlotte and how to do it. “And because I needed to.”

Bibi was about to say something else, and Megan raised a hand to stop her. “Clearly there’s a lot I haven’t told you that I should have, but I’ve been turning things over in my mind, trying to decide what matters and what doesn’t. Right now I have somewhere I need to be, but we can talk later. Maybe over dinner tonight?”

Again Bibi looked ready to protest. Instead she nodded, although worry was evident on her face.

“Thank you,” Megan said. She left, feeling like the world’s worst granddaughter.

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