got one of those silly little rocks thatâs hollowed out to hold a key.â
Hannah frowned. Mike had just described the rock she had in her planter by the front door. âDo criminals know about those rocks?â
âSure they do. And just in case theyâre not smart enough to figure it out, all they have to do is flip the rockover and it says,
Hide-A-Key
on the flap that slides over the hole.â Mike stopped speaking for a moment and then he chuckled. âDonât tell me youâve got one of those!â
âNot anymore.â
âGood. Thanks for the information, Hannah. Iâll check out Normanâs house right away.â
âIâll be leaving for work in just a couple of minutes. Will you call me on my cell phone if thereâs anything wrong?â
âSure, but youâll have to remember to turn it on.â
âIâll turn it on,â she promised, more than a little amused. She had a habit of turning off her cell phone when she didnât want to receive calls and forgetting to turn it back on again.
âDo you want to go out for a burger tonight after I finish my shift?â
An outsider to their complicated relationship might have thought that Mike was following the old adage,
Make hay while the sun shines
, and taking advantage of the fact that Norman was out of town. Hannah knew that simply wasnât true. If Mike felt like asking her to go out for a burger, heâd ask her whether Norman was in town, or not.
âThat sounds nice,â she responded. âWhat time?â
âIâll pick you up at your place at six, and weâll run out to the Corner Tavern. Theyâve got a new burger with peanut butter and peppers inside. It comes with something called an onion bouquet, and I want to try it.â
Hannah said goodbye, and when she hung up the receiver, she was smiling. She was still smiling after sheâd taken the Chocolate Crack out of the oven, sprinkled the top with chocolate chips, and spread them out into a frosting with a spatula. When sheâd first met Mike, sheâd suspected that he was a meat and potatoes man, a typicalMidwesterner who hadnât strayed far from the cuisine his parents and grandparents had enjoyed. And then heâd met her and his world had changed, although the jury was still out on whether it was for the better, or the worse.
It had all started with the Jalapeno Brownies sheâd baked for him and left on his desk at the sheriffâs station in retaliation for saying that someone elseâs brownies were the best heâd ever tasted. But like many attempts to retaliate, this one had turned out to be a joke ⦠on her! Mike had loved the brownies and Hannah credited them for opening up his eyes to the exciting possibilities of unorthodox food combinations. On the other hand, her fiery hot brownies could have permanently shocked his taste buds into complete passivity, leaving him completely open to sampling any gastronomic innovation, worthy or not.
VANILLA CRACK
Preheat oven to 350 degrees F., rack in the middle position.
1 box salted soda crackers. ( I used Saltines)
2 sticks salted butter (1 cup, 8 ounces, ½ pound)
1 cup white (granulated) sugar
2 teaspoons vanilla extract
½ cup salted nut pieces
Line a 10-inch by 15-inch cookie sheet with heavy-duty foil. If you have a jellyroll pan, thatâs perfect. If you donât, turn up the edges of the foil to form sides.
Spray the foil with Pam or other nonstick cooking spray. (You want to be able to peel it off later, after the cookies harden.)
Cover the pan completely with a single layer of soda crackers, salt side up. (You can break the crackers in pieces to make them fit if you have to.) Set the cracker-lined jellyroll pan or cookie sheet aside while you cook the topping.
Combine the butter with the white sugar and vanilla in a heavy saucepan. Bring it to a full boil over medium high heat on the stovetop, stirring