I’ve got a massive backlist out there, but I’m focusing mostly on my indie releases now, which a lot of my readers haven’t heard of yet. So we’re going to be putting up excerpts of the indie work I’ve done—both full length and short collections, each Wednesday, to encourage you to give my new work a try.
Today’s excerpt comes from Scent to Her Grave.
Series Page: Bath and Body
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“Given Colin’s height and age, it wouldn’t surprise me to hear that he’s been dipping into the doughnuts,” I said. “Teenagers eat like they have bottomless stomachs. Auntie’s right, though. Marta’s on a fixed income and I’ll bet she finds it hard to resist a little treat now and then.”
“Then I’ll just hold off on that lecture,” Barb said. “But that leaves me with the question of whether I should I talk to Marta. I don’t like the idea of a thief working for me, petty or otherwise.”
“Don’t be so quick to judge.” Aunt Florence sighed and pushed her way to her feet. “Marta has more problems than either of you know about. It’s not my place to tell you what she’s facing, but trust me—if she steals a cookie or a bar of soap, it’s because she needs it, not because she doesn’t want to pay. Whatever bit of spare money she has is tied up in helping her daughter and her disabled grandson.”
“I didn’t know that,” Barb said. She studied her hands. “I guess I never thought to ask Marta about her life.”
Aunt Florence shook her head. “Life can be rough for a lot of folks—young and old alike. Now, if you girls will excuse me, I’m going to go call Winthrop.” At Barb’s questioning look, she added, “Winchester. My lawyer. Trevor’s going to need all the help he can get.” With that, she headed into the den, shutting the door behind her.
I stood up. “I think I’ll make us some sandwiches. Tea and cookies are fine, but I’m starved. The day’s been one shock after another.” As we headed into the kitchen, it occurred to me that we really knew very little about the people who touched on the periphery of our lives. For instance, just how much did we really know about Trevor?