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“What about all those low-carb bars I’ve seen at the grocery store?” Lindy asked. “They look just like candy bars.”
“You’d have to check the calories,” James replied. “Any bar with more than 150 calories isn’t going to help us. Plus, they’re pretty expensive.”
“Where, in Buddha’s name, is all the fruit?” Gillian demanded, shaking her list.
“I think we’re supposed to go light on fruit until we lose some weight. This is kind of our put-it-in-high-gear snack list. We can add more foods once we’ve lost some weight.”
“I don’t think sugar-free gum is going to get me through an afternoon of art class with twenty-five hormonally imbalanced seniors,” Lindy moaned.
“And not too many of these are good for eating in my truck.” Bennett frowned. “Did you know that there are thirty-two thousand motor vehicle accidents a year caused by drivers distracted by either talking on their cell phones, reading, putting on makeup, eating, or drinking? That’s why I need something that goes in nice and easy.” Bennett opened his mouth in a wide “O.”
“Look, everyone.” Lucy stood and put her hands on her formidable hips. “No one said this was going to be easy.”
James reddened, feeling that Lucy was defending him and not just their diet plan.
“You’re right,” Lindy agreed. “And I do appreciate your work, James. After yesterday, I’ve just felt so distracted. It’s been hard to concentrate on a diet.” She turned her round face to Lucy. “Is there any word on what happened to Brinkley?”
Lucy relaxed and sat back down in her chair. “We had to wait for the medical examiner to come over from Rockingham County. Sheriff Huckabee went on home and left Keith, that’s Deputy Donovan, and Deputy Truett to stay with the body and wait. They interviewed Megan and Amelia, too. I was there for everything.” Lucy sounded proud. “I know I was only taking notes, but they’ve never let me go to a scene like that before.”
Gillian shuddered dramatically. “The poor Flowers women! I should bring them some homemade chamomile tea. It’s very soothing, you know. How are they holding up?”
“Fine, I guess.” Lucy hesitated. “Though there’s this one thing about Amelia that I keep turning over in my head. Something that just doesn’t sit right.”
“Like what?” Lindy asked, leaning forward in her chair.
“When Keith was questioning Megan, I saw Amelia sneak back to the front to look at Brinkley’s cell phone. Doesn’t that seem odd?”
“Where was the other deputy? Wasn’t he supposed to be guarding the body?” Gillian seemed shocked. “How could a person lose focus at such a significant time?”
“Um, I think he couldn’t resist the temptation of one of those mummy cookies Megan makes. I saw him squirrel a broken one out of the showcase. Guess he went outside to eat it.” Lucy smirked. “Not that I could blame him. I could eat a few dozen of those right now.”
The others murmured in agreement, fantasizing about the monster cookies.
“Where were you all this time?” James asked quickly, fearing that he might start drooling. “Did you see . . . uh . . . us?”
“Just your backsides as you hustled off to the parking lot,” Lucy giggled. “Don’t worry, I’m not mad. I tore down there faster than a speeding bullet so I can hardly blame anyone else for being curious.” She resumed her narrative. “Anyway, I was taking notes while Keith interviewed Megan. Both of them were really upset and Amelia clung to Megan like a baby chimpanzee, but after a few minutes, she excused herself to use the restroom. Now, we were interviewing Megan in back, near the ovens. There are a few stools there and it was toasty and comfortable back there. Amelia did head for the bathroom, but then she
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“What about all those low-carb bars I’ve seen at the grocery store?” Lindy asked. “They look just like candy bars.”
“You’d have to check the calories,” James replied. “Any bar with more than 150 calories isn’t going to help us. Plus, they’re pretty expensive.”
“Where, in Buddha’s name, is all the fruit?” Gillian demanded, shaking her list.
“I think we’re supposed to go light on fruit until we lose some weight. This is kind of our put-it-in-high-gear snack list. We can add more foods once we’ve lost some weight.”
“I don’t think sugar-free gum is going to get me through an afternoon of art class with twenty-five hormonally imbalanced seniors,” Lindy moaned.
“And not too many of these are good for eating in my truck.” Bennett frowned. “Did you know that there are thirty-two thousand motor vehicle accidents a year caused by drivers distracted by either talking on their cell phones, reading, putting on makeup, eating, or drinking? That’s why I need something that goes in nice and easy.” Bennett opened his mouth in a wide “O.”
“Look, everyone.” Lucy stood and put her hands on her formidable hips. “No one said this was going to be easy.”
James reddened, feeling that Lucy was defending him and not just their diet plan.
“You’re right,” Lindy agreed. “And I do appreciate your work, James. After yesterday, I’ve just felt so distracted. It’s been hard to concentrate on a diet.” She turned her round face to Lucy. “Is there any word on what happened to Brinkley?”
Lucy relaxed and sat back down in her chair. “We had to wait for the medical examiner to come over from Rockingham County. Sheriff Huckabee went on home and left Keith, that’s Deputy Donovan, and Deputy Truett to stay with the body and wait. They interviewed Megan and Amelia, too. I was there for everything.” Lucy sounded proud. “I know I was only taking notes, but they’ve never let me go to a scene like that before.”
Gillian shuddered dramatically. “The poor Flowers women! I should bring them some homemade chamomile tea. It’s very soothing, you know. How are they holding up?”
“Fine, I guess.” Lucy hesitated. “Though there’s this one thing about Amelia that I keep turning over in my head. Something that just doesn’t sit right.”
“Like what?” Lindy asked, leaning forward in her chair.
“When Keith was questioning Megan, I saw Amelia sneak back to the front to look at Brinkley’s cell phone. Doesn’t that seem odd?”
“Where was the other deputy? Wasn’t he supposed to be guarding the body?” Gillian seemed shocked. “How could a person lose focus at such a significant time?”
“Um, I think he couldn’t resist the temptation of one of those mummy cookies Megan makes. I saw him squirrel a broken one out of the showcase. Guess he went outside to eat it.” Lucy smirked. “Not that I could blame him. I could eat a few dozen of those right now.”
The others murmured in agreement, fantasizing about the monster cookies.
“Where were you all this time?” James asked quickly, fearing that he might start drooling. “Did you see . . . uh . . . us?”
“Just your backsides as you hustled off to the parking lot,” Lucy giggled. “Don’t worry, I’m not mad. I tore down there faster than a speeding bullet so I can hardly blame anyone else for being curious.” She resumed her narrative. “Anyway, I was taking notes while Keith interviewed Megan. Both of them were really upset and Amelia clung to Megan like a baby chimpanzee, but after a few minutes, she excused herself to use the restroom. Now, we were interviewing Megan in back, near the ovens. There are a few stools there and it was toasty and comfortable back there. Amelia did head for the bathroom, but then she
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