Free Will You Marry Me? (Sam Darling Mystery Book 4) by Jerilyn Dufresne Page A
Authors: Jerilyn Dufresne
something. Whatever you think is right."
That was his first mistake.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
"Don't you say a word," I said to George. "I know what I'm doing."
"You always say that, sweetheart, but you get yourself in bad situations," he replied while giving me a hug and a quick kiss on the cheek. "So what do you plan to do?"
"I don't know. Wander around. Maybe take a nap. Take Clancy for a walk. Whatever." At that point I really didn't know what I was going to do, but I knew it would have something to do with the case. I wasn't ready to tell George that, however.
"Just be careful," he warned. "And if you're free, I'll probably eat at the diner for lunch. Want to join me? Say one o'clock?"
I looked at my phone for the time. It was 10:30 now, which gave me plenty of time to decide what I was going to do, and time to do it. "Sure. Sounds good. I'm going to start by taking Clancy for a walk."
Clancy greeted me effusively, as did Fifi and Thor. Marianne was busy in the kitchen as always. She wanted to know what was going on, so I told her what I could, while not giving away Jim Bob's secrets or telling her what my vibes said.
"I'm taking Clancy for a walk. Does Fifi need to go too?"
"No," Marianne replied. "She just went out a while ago. Go spend some quality time with your dog. Will I see you for lunch?"
"I don't think so. George and I are going to meet at the diner for a late lunch. We'll be home for dinner though, if that's okay with you?"
"It sure is. I invited Jeremiah too. We're having fried chicken, and I'm making a vegetable gratin for you."
"You're amazing. And thoughtful," I said as I hooked Clancy's leash on her. As we walked out the door, I wondered if I could let her off the leash. She was a well-behaved girl, but this was a strange place for her and I didn't want to run the risk of losing her.
"I am so sorry, Clancy, that I've been neglecting you. Want me to fill you in on what's going on?"
Of course she did. So I told her about Jim Bob, the Big Cluck position, and Missy Hen, even though she'd been with us when we interviewed Jim Bob. I also told her about Luigi Gorgonzola. She had a good laugh at his name too. I let her in on the plastic feathers in the grave and how they looked like the ones on the chicken suits, and the fact that Missy's hair had a dyed red streak in it and that they found red hair in with the skeleton. At this point I was sure the body had been Missy Hen. I was also sure she'd been murdered.
It was nice to be talking to someone who believed me, without doubting any of my sureties. "I don't have any idea who did it though. I mean I get some vibes around Jim Bob, but it might just be because the situation with the chicken fetish is so weird to me. I got a few vibes around Luigi, but that might be because he's so incredibly handsome." I stopped for a moment before I added, "Don't tell George I said that. George is the handsomest man in the world to me, but I still can appreciate male beauty when I see it."
Clancy smiled.
By then we'd already walked behind the gas station, so I didn't see what was going on in the front of it. I assumed George was there with Wilma and Luigi's gang. And the sheriff was probably at his office checking on Missy Hen's background and whereabouts. So I just kept walking, behind the diner to the motel. Without much conscious thought or pre-planning I opened the back door and Clancy and I walked in. Even though we'd brought Clancy inside the motel before, I didn't really know if dogs were allowed, but thought that if chickens were, then dogs should be.
We walked slowly because I really didn't know what I was doing, or hoping to accomplish--my usual modus operandi. Clancy found a scent on the floor, and I just let her take the lead. I thought it was probably some other animal, and it was a good way to pass the time until I figured out what to do.
While she followed her nose, I looked around, noticing the horrible yellow colors on the walls and the wild blue,
That was his first mistake.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
"Don't you say a word," I said to George. "I know what I'm doing."
"You always say that, sweetheart, but you get yourself in bad situations," he replied while giving me a hug and a quick kiss on the cheek. "So what do you plan to do?"
"I don't know. Wander around. Maybe take a nap. Take Clancy for a walk. Whatever." At that point I really didn't know what I was going to do, but I knew it would have something to do with the case. I wasn't ready to tell George that, however.
"Just be careful," he warned. "And if you're free, I'll probably eat at the diner for lunch. Want to join me? Say one o'clock?"
I looked at my phone for the time. It was 10:30 now, which gave me plenty of time to decide what I was going to do, and time to do it. "Sure. Sounds good. I'm going to start by taking Clancy for a walk."
Clancy greeted me effusively, as did Fifi and Thor. Marianne was busy in the kitchen as always. She wanted to know what was going on, so I told her what I could, while not giving away Jim Bob's secrets or telling her what my vibes said.
"I'm taking Clancy for a walk. Does Fifi need to go too?"
"No," Marianne replied. "She just went out a while ago. Go spend some quality time with your dog. Will I see you for lunch?"
"I don't think so. George and I are going to meet at the diner for a late lunch. We'll be home for dinner though, if that's okay with you?"
"It sure is. I invited Jeremiah too. We're having fried chicken, and I'm making a vegetable gratin for you."
"You're amazing. And thoughtful," I said as I hooked Clancy's leash on her. As we walked out the door, I wondered if I could let her off the leash. She was a well-behaved girl, but this was a strange place for her and I didn't want to run the risk of losing her.
"I am so sorry, Clancy, that I've been neglecting you. Want me to fill you in on what's going on?"
Of course she did. So I told her about Jim Bob, the Big Cluck position, and Missy Hen, even though she'd been with us when we interviewed Jim Bob. I also told her about Luigi Gorgonzola. She had a good laugh at his name too. I let her in on the plastic feathers in the grave and how they looked like the ones on the chicken suits, and the fact that Missy's hair had a dyed red streak in it and that they found red hair in with the skeleton. At this point I was sure the body had been Missy Hen. I was also sure she'd been murdered.
It was nice to be talking to someone who believed me, without doubting any of my sureties. "I don't have any idea who did it though. I mean I get some vibes around Jim Bob, but it might just be because the situation with the chicken fetish is so weird to me. I got a few vibes around Luigi, but that might be because he's so incredibly handsome." I stopped for a moment before I added, "Don't tell George I said that. George is the handsomest man in the world to me, but I still can appreciate male beauty when I see it."
Clancy smiled.
By then we'd already walked behind the gas station, so I didn't see what was going on in the front of it. I assumed George was there with Wilma and Luigi's gang. And the sheriff was probably at his office checking on Missy Hen's background and whereabouts. So I just kept walking, behind the diner to the motel. Without much conscious thought or pre-planning I opened the back door and Clancy and I walked in. Even though we'd brought Clancy inside the motel before, I didn't really know if dogs were allowed, but thought that if chickens were, then dogs should be.
We walked slowly because I really didn't know what I was doing, or hoping to accomplish--my usual modus operandi. Clancy found a scent on the floor, and I just let her take the lead. I thought it was probably some other animal, and it was a good way to pass the time until I figured out what to do.
While she followed her nose, I looked around, noticing the horrible yellow colors on the walls and the wild blue,
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