“Dunno.” I shrug indifferently. I am concentrating on eating the popover as fast as I can so it won’t get away from me. “I don’t get the fuss of weddings, anyway. It’s just one day. Why spend so much time and effort on one day? From what I’ve heard, the bride and groom don’t remember… Continue Reading
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Don’t Rayne On My Parade; chapter nine, part two
“Mrs. Curtis, you’ve been very helpful. Can you tell me if you saw anything else suspicious next door the last week or so?” I frown at how I worded that, but it can’t be helped. I don’t think Mrs. Curtis will notice, anyway. Besides being batty, she’s draining her glass of lemonade until there’s nothing… Continue Reading
Don’t Rayne On My Parade; chapter five, part one
“So, what happened?” I greet Paris eagerly when I get home from work the next day. The reporters have given up on us, so I don’t have to dodge them any more. A pity, really. I had come up with some pretty creative ways to evade them, and I rather enjoyed myself doing so. “Did… Continue Reading
Don’t Rayne On My Parade; chapter three, part two
I do the dishes—this is our deal. When one person cooks, the other does the dishes. Consequently, I do a lot of dishes around the house. I am more than happy to do that in payment for the fabulous meals that Paris cooks for me. After the kitchen is clean, I start making the cakes. … Continue Reading