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teenagers who’d been caught making out in the backseat of a Buick. Charlotte was wearing a black Dior pencil skirt with white Louis Vuitton blouse. Her red heels were Louis Vuitton too. Another perk of being a ghost, Charlotte could wear any outfit she wanted. Sam wore another dark suit. This time his tie was a soft yellow with red dots.
    â€œNever mind me. I’m just going for breakfast.” I threw my hands up as I strolled past toward the kitchen.
    â€œOh, good, you’re awake,” Charlotte said as she trailed along behind me.
    â€œGood morning, Cookie,” Sam called out from somewhere over my shoulder.
    â€œGood morning, Sam,” I responded.
    â€œSam and I think you should get started looking into Melanie’s death right away. So go put on one of your spunky outfits and let’s get this show on the road.”
    â€œAren’t you forgetting that I have a little shop that I have to open up this morning so that I can get some of that green stuff that pays the bills?” I turned on the brewer and picked out my favorite mocha coffee.
    Charlotte waved her hand. “Yes, yes, as soon as you do all that we can go look for clues. Better idea, why don’t you have Heather look after the shop for you?”
    â€œHeather has a shop of her own. She doesn’t have time to open the store for me.” I popped wheat bread into the toaster, then pulled out the apricot preserves Heather had made for me.
    â€œYou’re not making this easy for us, Cookie.” Charlotte placed her hands on her hips.
    After putting food and water in Wind Song’s dishes, I grabbed the latest edition of Lucky magazine and sat at the table to enjoy my coffee and toast. After breakfast, I planned a little yoga to get my day started. Since I hadn’t found any estate sales scheduled for the day, I’d decided to take it easy this morning.
    Charlotte had other plans for me though. She paced the floor and let out a sigh every few minutes. When I looked at Sam, he shrugged. Finally, I put the magazine down, then put the dishes in the sink.
    â€œFine. We’ll go look for clues before I open the shop. But don’t make this a habit.” I waved my finger.
    Charlotte flashed a satisfied smile as I marched out of the kitchen. At least she’d left me alone to pick out my outfit for the day. I’d settled for a pair of navy blue pedal pushers that had tiny red roses on them. My top was a sleeveless white eyelet lace blouse. I finished the outfit with red sandals and a funky gold clutch bag for a bit of fun.
    After applying ruby red lipstick, for a finishing touch to my makeup, I headed for the front door. Wind Song was already waiting by her carrier. She knew that I’d drop her off at the shop while I dragged the ghosts all around town.
    Charlotte and Sam sat together in the backseat, so it was just me and Wind Song in the front. Picture-perfect scenery flowed past the window with oak trees full of deep green leaves stretching toward the endless blue sky. I turned up the music so I wouldn’t have to listen to the ghosts’ laughter. Elvis played on the radio and I tapped my fingers against the steering wheel in rhythm to the music. I had a feeling that today would be a good day. But then again, my intuition had been wrong in the past.

Chapter 6
    Sam’s Surefire Sleuthing Pointer

    Carry all the items you need. Like a private eye
survivor kit. Food, water, latex gloves . . .
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    I parked the Buick in front of It’s Vintage, Y’all. The car always attracted attention and that was a good thing for my shop. I could use all the advertising I could get. Sam and Charlotte waited in the car while I took Wind Song into the store. Since I didn’t have them trailing behind me, I decided to pop in and say good morning to my best friend, Heather Sweet. She owned the occult shop next door.
    Ironically, I’d learned recently that she wasn’t psychic at all.