towards the front of the shoppe as Stormi followed close behind. “Not necessarily on Sandra Morgan incapacitating her own vehicle, but I do think it better if Sammy stayed away from the house.”
Stormi pulled her blond curls up in a bun. “I agree. Hopefully they don’t spend a lot of time there anyway. Maybe we should have a talk with her when she comes in.”
I opened the register to put in change and bills. “Maybe we should mention it to Paige and she can say something to Sammy.”
“Why are you always the voice of reason and I’m the one flying off the handle?”
I gave her a smile. “That’s why we complement each other so well.”
Stormi smiled then looked out the front shoppe window. “Oh no she isn’t!”
I looked up from the cash register as Stormi flew to the front of the shoppe to peer out the window. “What’s going on?”
Before I could get the last word out of my mouth, Stormi marched out the door. I ran to the window to see what had her in such a tizzy. And there it was. Ol’ Charlie was sitting in his usual spot and Sandra Morgan was standing over him giving him what for…or so it appeared. Of course, Charlie didn’t seem in the least bit dazed as he took a toke from his cigar.
I stood glued to the spot as I watched Stormi walk up on them. Sandra and Stormi talked over Charlie who continued to look out over the street as if they weren’t there. I had to chuckle. Here were two squabbling chickens standing right over him and it was as if they weren’t there. I was so entranced by the spectacle across the street I was startled when my door chime rang and Trixie entered.
Trixie pointed out the window. “What the heck is going on over there? I do believe Charlie is rather enjoying the attention.”
I nodded my head as I kept an eye on the three. “No doubt. Evidently Mrs. Morgan found out that Charlie told police he saw her steer directly into the parked car, when she said she had no control over the steering.”
Trixie nodded. “Aha. The old coot’s got an eagle eye for sure.”
We continued to watch and soon after Sandra Morgan left and Stormi walked back into the shoppe where Trixie and I had decided to take a seat with Winchester in Trixie’s lap.
Stormi walked through the door and said, “You probably lost a customer…and Charlie wants a cup of coffee with cream.”
“Don’t leave us hanging girl, what was the commotion about?” Trixie asked.
Stormi poured coffee into a paper cup. “She told Charlie he was mistaken, that she wasn’t deliberately trying to steer the car into the SUV. She said she was simply trying to get the steering to work by moving it back and forth.”
I got up from my chair and moved behind the counter. “That does make sense.”
Stormi put down the coffee cup. “Really?” She shook her head. “Nope, I think she’s lying through her teeth.”
All of a sudden we heard sirens. “Now what?” Stormi exclaimed as she put the creamer in the coffee.
An ambulance parked right outside the shoppe and two medics jumped out. The three of us stood frozen at the window. Even Winchester placed his two front paws on the window to look outside.
“Oh no, they’re going into Bruce’s office!” I exclaimed. My heart raced. Please don’t let anything happen to my friends. I was about to run out when Trixie grabbed my arm and pointed. The medics were helping a woman walk to the back of the ambulance. It was Sandra Morgan. Bruce and Paige were walking behind them.
We came out of my shoppe and walked over to Bruce and Paige. Stormi carried Charlie’s cup of coffee.
“What happened?” I asked.
“She came in the building and said she wasn’t feeling well,” Paige explained. “We had her sit down in one of the chairs in the waiting area and she almost passed out so I called an ambulance.”
One of the medics came over to Bruce and said they were taking