By Leslie Meier
Ever due to the fact that neighborhood developer Fred Stanton and his spouse, Mimi, equipped 5 modular houses round the corner to Lucy Stone's farmhouse, existence simply hasn't been an analogous. With Mimi complaining approximately every little thing from the country of Lucy's garden to a different neighbor's cute puppy, old fashioned Tinker's Cove, Maine, is now entangled in cul-de-sac politics and backstabbing. And while Mimi does not appear for her shift on the Hat and Mitten Fund bake sale, the smell of burnt sugar leads Lucy to a surprising discovery: Mimi, face down on her kitchen floor--with a knife in her again. whereas the police commence their research, Lucy will get busy writing up the homicide for the neighborhood Pennysaver--and following a number of leads of her personal. Lucy understands the ladies in her local did not like Mimi, yet they definitely didn't wish her dead...right? "I like Lucy Stone much, and so will readers." --Carolyn Hart "Leslie Meier writes with sparkle and warmth." --Chicago sunlight occasions "Mothers far and wide will establish with Lucy Stone and the family difficulties she encounters." --Publishers Weekly
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Lucy had high hopes from the next name on the list, Cathy Crowley. She was a devoted homebody who made sure her husband, Police Chief Oswald Crowley, came home to a hot supper after a hard day spent maintaining the peace in Tinker’s Cove. “Rocky Road Fudge? I haven’t made that in years. ” “The recipe’s probably on the Internet,” suggested Lucy. “Oh, I’m sure it is. Everything else is,” chuckled Cathy. “But I don’t have time. I’m busy getting the RV ready. Ozzie’s retiring, you know. ” Come to think of it, Lucy did remember Ted saying something about the banquet.
Libby was a Lab and she would eat until she burst, that’s just the way Labs were. She’d eat sticks and rocks, she’d eat dead animals, she’d eat horse apples, she’d eat just about anything except the gourmet dog biscuits. The truth was unavoidable: the dog biscuits were a failure. ” “Try the Internet, Mom,” said Zoe, jumping out of the car. ” Then she was gone, running off to join her friends. Lucy was a bit jealous as she drove on to work. If only there were day camp for grown-ups. She’d love to spend the day singing songs and practicing her backstroke and making something pretty in arts and crafts instead of slaving away over a computer trying to write an interesting story about the finance committee’s last meeting in time for the noon deadline.
Oh, you can never underestimate the importance of a strong father,” said Lucy, wondering how she’d become part of a mutual admiration society. She sat down and opened her notebook, determined to cut to the chase. ” Buck leaned back in his chair and propped his elbows on the desk, tenting his hands. “I saw the ad in a professional magazine and, well, it caught my interest. We’d been living in Lawrence, Massachusetts and we were beginning to think it wasn’t the best place to raise the girls. There’s a lot of drugs, a lot of crime.
Bake Sale Murder by Leslie Meier