just drank
out of. “What is happening?”
“Give me a
minute.” Gerald smacked Izzy’s hand away. “I see a wavy line in conjunction
with an E.”
“Oh, that’s
good.” Chandra chuckled bring her hands to her mouth. I’ve quickly figured out
that when Chandra was nervous, she giggled. “An O.”
“Shhh!” Izzy
warning was quick and fast. “Keep going.”
“There is an
hourglass without a number. There is a lake with hands.” Everyone but me
gasped.
“I have
nightmares where someone is being strangled by hands, but there is no face and
I can’t see who is in the dream.” I leaned over and looked at the plate. There
wasn’t anything on it but damp tea leaves. “Um. . .you need to strain your tea
better.”
Izzy pulled
back, exposing the light. Fear, stark and vivid, glittered in her eye. “He
reads tea leaves, dear.”
“Don’t worry. I
have a call out to Petunia Shrubwood.” Chandra put Izzy and Gerald at ease, but
didn’t make me feel any better. They ignored me like I wasn’t even there.
“Does anyone
have a Ding Dong?” If I didn’t get a little comfort from somewhere, I was really going to kill someone. I could see my purse sitting on a different table. “Get
my purse. There is one in there.”
Mr. McGurtle
scurried to get it and brought it back.
“Who is Petunia
Shrubwood?” I didn’t even bother savoring my chocolaty treat. I just stuffed it
in. I needed instant gratification.
There were so
many questions floating around in my head that I couldn’t help but spurt them
out.
“Petunia will be
able to tell us if Ann is back.” Chandra giggled.
“Shh!” Izzy took
Chandra aside and whispered something that I couldn’t understand. Chandra
glanced back and me. She smiled.
I’m getting out
of here. I stood up.
“Where are you
going?” Gerald looked up from the cup, and then at Izzy. “Where is she going?”
“I’m going
home.” I grabbed my purse. “And by home, I mean Locust Grove.”
There was no way
I was going to stay another minute in this crazy town. These people were nuts.
Before I could
make it to the door, a woman walked in. Her brown hair was pulled up in a messy
bun that overflowed. There were flowers stuck in the mess of locks.
“I came as fast
as I could.” She had a leash dangling from her wrist, but no dog on the other
end. “I checked the kennels. I looked around the streets, the lake, but
nothing. Not a sign of a new animal.”
Mr. Prince
Charming sniffed the leash and batted at it. He didn’t care that I was upset. Traitor.
“That is not
what I wanted to hear.” Izzy took Petunia into her arms. Petunia let out a
little weep, the leash dragging along side of her. “Petunia runs Glorybee Pet Store,
along with the SPCA and the grooming business.”
I didn’t even
know there was a pet store around here.
“That means Ann
was a bad soul.” Chandra’s snort was more of a sorrowful sigh. “Bad soul.”
“Bad soul?” I
looked towards Izzy. She seemed to be the glue that held Whispering Falls
together. “Didn’t you see her dead body?”
Were these
people delusional? Ann was not coming back to life. I knew it and Oscar knew
it. Where the hell was Oscar?
“If she had had
a good soul, I bet she’d been a pig.” Chandra drew back and covered her mouth
like she had just let the cat out of the bag.
“She might have
looked like a pig, but she wasn’t cute and sweet like one.” Mr. McGurtle joined
in on the conversation.
“That’s enough.”
Izzy tried to stop them from saying anymore.
“She not only
threatened to sue me, but she called me in front of the council and I’m on the
council.” Chandra reminded everyone in the room. I took note because it was the
first time I heard it. “The nerve of her thinking that the front step of our
shop caused her to slip and hurt her back.”
“That’s right,
she sure did.” Petunia agreed. “I remember the two of you fighting about that
right in front of your shop, and her holding
out of. “What is happening?”
“Give me a
minute.” Gerald smacked Izzy’s hand away. “I see a wavy line in conjunction
with an E.”
“Oh, that’s
good.” Chandra chuckled bring her hands to her mouth. I’ve quickly figured out
that when Chandra was nervous, she giggled. “An O.”
“Shhh!” Izzy
warning was quick and fast. “Keep going.”
“There is an
hourglass without a number. There is a lake with hands.” Everyone but me
gasped.
“I have
nightmares where someone is being strangled by hands, but there is no face and
I can’t see who is in the dream.” I leaned over and looked at the plate. There
wasn’t anything on it but damp tea leaves. “Um. . .you need to strain your tea
better.”
Izzy pulled
back, exposing the light. Fear, stark and vivid, glittered in her eye. “He
reads tea leaves, dear.”
“Don’t worry. I
have a call out to Petunia Shrubwood.” Chandra put Izzy and Gerald at ease, but
didn’t make me feel any better. They ignored me like I wasn’t even there.
“Does anyone
have a Ding Dong?” If I didn’t get a little comfort from somewhere, I was really going to kill someone. I could see my purse sitting on a different table. “Get
my purse. There is one in there.”
Mr. McGurtle
scurried to get it and brought it back.
“Who is Petunia
Shrubwood?” I didn’t even bother savoring my chocolaty treat. I just stuffed it
in. I needed instant gratification.
There were so
many questions floating around in my head that I couldn’t help but spurt them
out.
“Petunia will be
able to tell us if Ann is back.” Chandra giggled.
“Shh!” Izzy took
Chandra aside and whispered something that I couldn’t understand. Chandra
glanced back and me. She smiled.
I’m getting out
of here. I stood up.
“Where are you
going?” Gerald looked up from the cup, and then at Izzy. “Where is she going?”
“I’m going
home.” I grabbed my purse. “And by home, I mean Locust Grove.”
There was no way
I was going to stay another minute in this crazy town. These people were nuts.
Before I could
make it to the door, a woman walked in. Her brown hair was pulled up in a messy
bun that overflowed. There were flowers stuck in the mess of locks.
“I came as fast
as I could.” She had a leash dangling from her wrist, but no dog on the other
end. “I checked the kennels. I looked around the streets, the lake, but
nothing. Not a sign of a new animal.”
Mr. Prince
Charming sniffed the leash and batted at it. He didn’t care that I was upset. Traitor.
“That is not
what I wanted to hear.” Izzy took Petunia into her arms. Petunia let out a
little weep, the leash dragging along side of her. “Petunia runs Glorybee Pet Store,
along with the SPCA and the grooming business.”
I didn’t even
know there was a pet store around here.
“That means Ann
was a bad soul.” Chandra’s snort was more of a sorrowful sigh. “Bad soul.”
“Bad soul?” I
looked towards Izzy. She seemed to be the glue that held Whispering Falls
together. “Didn’t you see her dead body?”
Were these
people delusional? Ann was not coming back to life. I knew it and Oscar knew
it. Where the hell was Oscar?
“If she had had
a good soul, I bet she’d been a pig.” Chandra drew back and covered her mouth
like she had just let the cat out of the bag.
“She might have
looked like a pig, but she wasn’t cute and sweet like one.” Mr. McGurtle joined
in on the conversation.
“That’s enough.”
Izzy tried to stop them from saying anymore.
“She not only
threatened to sue me, but she called me in front of the council and I’m on the
council.” Chandra reminded everyone in the room. I took note because it was the
first time I heard it. “The nerve of her thinking that the front step of our
shop caused her to slip and hurt her back.”
“That’s right,
she sure did.” Petunia agreed. “I remember the two of you fighting about that
right in front of your shop, and her holding
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