Hiding From Death (A Darcy Sweet Cozy Mystery #6)

Hiding From Death (A Darcy Sweet Cozy Mystery #6) Read Online Free PDF

Book: Hiding From Death (A Darcy Sweet Cozy Mystery #6) Read Online Free PDF
Author: K.J. Emrick
looking for another Harlequin Romance.”
                  “Are there any she hasn’t read yet?” Darcy joked.
                  “Not many.”  Sue answered.  “I’ll help her find something good.  Look, Darcy, I know you’re going to keep trying to make friends with your new neighbor.  It’s the kind of person you are.  You’ll think of something.”  Then she went out into the store and left Darcy alone with her thoughts.
                  The books on the shelf above her shifted suddenly and she looked up in time to see Great Aunt Millie’s journal slide forward off the edge and fall toward her.  She caught it, smiling.  “You think I should keep trying too, don’t you Millie?”
                  She flipped through her aunt’s journal, looking for inspiration.  It had helped her out any number of times before.  She read a few of her aunt’s passages, talking about life in Misty Hollow, about friends she had known and things she had done.  There were pictures, too.  Several of them showed Millie in front of the bookstore or working the shelves.  Millie had always loved books.
                  A thought came to Darcy slowly.  Books were a way to bring people together.  Like Sue and that young girl earlier, both of whom loved books about fairies.  People who had read the same book could always talk to each other, no matter how different they were.  Maybe she could do something similar with Laura and her son.
                  Feeling good about her idea, Darcy closed her aunt’s journal and set it back up on the shelf.  “Thanks Millie,” she said, knowing her aunt was somewhere nearby to hear.  “You always know the right thing to say.”
                  Out in the bookshop she smiled at Sue and Dawn, perusing the romance section.  That was actually one of their more popular sections in town, paperback books that got churned out by the industry every few weeks.  Darcy had never gotten into the romance books.  They always seemed a little too much the same to her.  Like love was easy and real life didn’t matter so long as you had a man to hold you in his arms.  She smirked.  Jon was a real man, and he held her in his arms plenty, but he also made sure that real problems in their lives had real solutions.
                  Walking through the children’s section, she picked out a short stack of books that she thought a young boy like Alex might like.  She didn’t know him or what his interests were, but she remembered that his pajamas had sharks on them.  She picked out a story about a shark who goes to school, and a National Geographic book all about sharks.  From the front of the store she picked up the two locally-authored books on Misty Hollow to add to the group.  There.  That should do it.
                  Sue finished ringing Dawn’s purchase up, two paperback books with strapping, shirtless men on the front.  Dawn was a short woman well into her retirement years.  She smiled sweetly up at Darcy and waved goodbye as she left the shop.
                  “What are those?” Sue asked, pointing to the books in Darcy’s hands.
                  “I figured I’d try a different kind of housewarming gift for Laura.”
                  “Hey, that’s a great idea,” Sue agreed.  “I knew you’d think of something.”
                  “Hey,” Darcy said, “speaking of such things, did you look into our other idea yet?”
                  Sue beamed at Darcy.  “I sure did.  I’m going to write up everything for you so you can see what we’ll need to do.  There’s going to be a little bit of an initial cost but we should make it back pretty quick, I think.”
                  Darcy set her hand on Sue’s arm and gave it a squeeze.  “I knew I could count on you.  Why don’t you get started
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