The Key West Escape Trilogy by Tricia Leedom

Author:Tricia Leedom [Leedom, Tricia]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781945495403
Publisher: Firefly Hill Press

The bookstore was closed because Molly had known she was going to be tired after the wedding and figured missing one off-season Sunday wasn’t going to break them. After showering, she changed into comfortable clothes, an old well-worn pair of jean shorts she called her Daisy Dukes even though they weren’t quite as short as all that and a purple T-shirt with small white letters across her chest that said: I’m not short, I’m fun size. The shirt, given to her by her brother Marcus as a Christmas present two Decembers ago, was intended as a joke, but she happened to agree with the statement and liked the flattering cut of the V-neck. Hair tied back into a ponytail, Molly was slipping on a pair of white Keds when Sue rang the bell.

When Molly opened the door, the morning sun hit her square in the face. Pain darted through her head as she shielded her eyes with a groan.

“What’s the matter? Too early for vampires?”

“You’re funny. Hang on a sec.” Molly snagged her sunglasses off the kitchen counter along with her purse and house keys. “I think I got everything. Let’s go.”

Following Sue down the stairs, Molly held on to the railing as an extra precaution. Cheyenne had scrubbed the slippery step, but Molly was still sore from her fall. The bruise on her outer thigh was fifty shades of purple now. It was healing, but she wasn’t interested in a sequel.

As soon as she slid into the passenger seat of Sue’s SUV, Molly dug her phone out of her bag and scanned it for text messages from her daughter. Chey was mad at her, but she always checked in, especially if she was sleeping overnight at someone’s house. There were no messages from Chey or anyone else. Maybe she was madder than Molly realized.

When the SUV turned out of the parking lot, Molly regarded Sue. She showed no residual effects from the reception, which had wrapped up in the wee hours of the morning according to her. “What did you have in mind for breakfast? I’m starving.”

“I was thinking The Pelican Cove Diner. They have great hangover food.”

“Sounds perfect. Cheyenne must be pretty mad at me still. She didn’t check in with me this morning.” Molly typed out a text to her daughter. What time will you be home? Need a ride?

“She still bugging you about letting her take the bus to Miami for that convention?”

“It’s not that. She invited her daddy to her birthday party. Apparently, she found him on Facebook and they’ve been talking to each other online for months.”

“No!” Sue sounded scandalized.

“Yep.” Molly hit send on the text. “She—”

Something beeped and buzzed in her purse.

Frowning, she opened the oversized bag and dug through all the junk she carried around, looking for the source of the noise. She had a feeling she already knew what had made that sound. Her hand settled on her daughter’s cell phone. “Oh, Cheyenne.”

“What she’d do?”

“She hates carrying a purse so whenever we go somewhere she sticks her things in my bag.

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