Wedding Cake and Widows: A Comedy Cozy Mystery (Mom and Christy's Cozy Mysteries Book 8) by Christy Murphy

Wedding Cake and Widows: A Comedy Cozy Mystery (Mom and Christy's Cozy Mysteries Book 8) by Christy Murphy

Author:Christy Murphy [Murphy, Christy]
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3
Publisher: Christy Murphy Media
Published: 2021-01-21T16:00:00+00:00


9

I exhaled as I entered my bedroom. It’d been a long day, and there was way too much to think about.

I had to add “settle insurance claim” to my long list of things to do.

Even though it was only 9 o’clock, I got ready for bed. Just as I slid off my sneakers, my phone rang. It was DC.

“How did it go today?” he asked.

“It went,” I said.

“The fitting didn’t go well?”

It felt like it had been a million years since the fitting. “That part was fine.”

“Then what part went wrong?” DC asked.

I didn’t know where to start. “It’s not that anything went wrong except for the woman who ran into our van.”

“What woman? Is everyone okay?” DC asked.

“We weren’t in the van. Everyone’s fine. We were looking at the SUV.”

“You’re going to have to back up and explain a few things to me,” he said.

“It’s a long story.” I sighed.

“Can’t do a long story, babe,” DC said. “I’ve got to work late tonight, and I just wanted to call you to say goodbye before it’s too late.”

“Well, to sum up, it wasn’t our fault. The van was parked. Everyone’s okay. Mom might buy an SUV because Ford is giving us a discount.”

“Do you think he can give me a discount on a truck?” DC asked.

I never thought DC would get rid of his old truck. “It seems like he’s doing that for everyone else. Do you want to buy a truck?”

“I don’t know if I need another truck, Mine may be old, but it still gets the job done. It was just something to think about,” DC said.

“I’m sure Mom and Ford will stay in touch. I think he might be coming to our wedding,” I said.

“That’s great. Do you think we’ll get a discount on the venue?”

I exhaled. This was where I needed to tell DC the truth. I heard someone in the background call him.

“Babe, I gotta go,” DC said.

I wondered if he realized he’d just used Mom’s catchphrase.

We said our I love yous and goodbyes.

Exhausted, I flopped onto the bed.

There was way too much to think about. An additional fifty guests, helping Mom buy a new vehicle, the dented van, the cake, and of course, telling DC about being back in the mystery game.

But for now, I figured I could handle it all much better with some sleep. I got up, headed to the bathroom, brushed my teeth, and finished getting ready for bed.

I slid under the covers, turned out the light on my bedside table, and tried to force my mind to relax.

One thought jumped into my brain. Was Mom quitting the catering business? It never even occurred to me that I’d wanted to stay in the business when Mom wouldn’t. Did I? As I faded off to sleep, I resolved to talk it over with Mom first thing in the morning.



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