Dianne Gray tagged me in a very intriguing fashion; to find the word look in one of my manuscripts, then plop it and the surrounding paragraphs here. So, off I go for a little looking… Oh, too many great puns not to pop that in!
Rae smiled. She would turn sixty-seven at the end of the month and over the years Lexi had gotten into the habit of sending chocolates and a book in early August, then bringing flowers when she, Ricky, and the kids came to the annual barbecue. Rae would have eaten the candy by then and have finished the novel, which she would give back to her daughter, both women appreciating a good mystery. Rae loved Agatha Christie, but would read most who-dun-its.
“Just set it by my bed Chelse. I know what it is, bless that girl’s heart.” Rae would share those chocolates with Tommie later that night. Then she heard a foot tapping and stared at the man in her dining room. “So Andy, what?”
He wasn’t looking at her, instead facing where Chelsea had gone.
That was from my latest book, The Farm at Sam & Jenny’s. If you feel like participating, please do so, and leave me a note, so I can have a look. (Hee hee…)