Witch Cozy Mystery Nine Book Set by Amelia Morgan

Author:Amelia Morgan [Morgan, Amelia]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-12-31T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty

By that point in the investigation, Meg and Connor were famished. Their stomachs wouldn’t let them drive by their favorite greasy spoon joint without stopping in for a bite. They told themselves that it was hard to think straight on an empty stomach, but the fact was, the allure of comfort food was a hard thing to resist. It always surprised Meg how quickly detective work drummed up a serious appetite. Al’s Diner had just the things they were looking for.

Some of Al’s famous chicken pot pie would turn Meg’s mood completely around. Meg and Connor parked themselves at the counter, partially because the only empty booth in the diner was yet to be bussed, but also because they always got quicker service when they sat on the stools beside the register. The owner, Al Gordon, always manned the counter and made sure they were taken care of.

Even though Meg and Connor already knew what they wanted to order, they were forced to wait as Al took the orders of a few obvious tourists further down the counter. The tourists were very slow with their orders, taking the scenic route through every category of their menus, peppering Al with questions along the way.

Connor was usually a very patient man, but his hunger got the best of him right then. He groaned, opened one of the free packets of saltines that were placed beside the napkin dispenser on the counter, gobbled them down, and began kvetching.

“What a crazy day, huh?” he said. He shook his head, annoyed. “Is it too much to ask for one of these cases to be open and shut? Yet, there’s never a smoking gun around when you need one. Instead, it’s always lies, more lies, and enough suspects to form a traveling circus of deceit.”

Meg knew it was Connor’s hunger and frustration talking, but she didn’t want to be the one to bear the brunt of it. She opened up another packet of saltines and held them out for him. “More crackers?”

He looked into her eyes and immediately felt bad about being so irritable. “Sorry. I’m a little on edge.”

“It happens to the best of us.”

Connor wasn’t satisfied with a simple apology. “Really, I feel bad. It’s amazing what an awful stew hunger and frustration make when mixed together.”

“Your stomach will get its wish soon enough,” Meg said.

Just then, Al Gordon came over.

“See what I mean,” Meg continued.

Al got his writing pad ready to jot down their orders. “Sorry for the wait. Not everyone is as familiar with the menu as you two.”

Al was like a grandfather figure to everyone in town. The kind of man who dressed up as Santa Claus for free every Christmas out of the goodness of his heart just to see the smiles on people’s faces. He found a way to always be in good spirits, despite the wild, stressful rushes of the restaurant business. He had the rotund figure of a man who enjoyed his own cooking, a head of gray hair, and a full beard.

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