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expecting a bookworm and that I didn’t fit his idea of what a bookworm looks like.”
     
    “Oh, he was flirting with you.”
     
    I shrugged. “I don’t know. Maybe he was, but it was certainly cut short when you-know-who sashayed in with her tarantula eyelashes. You know, I heard she buys cases of that mascara from Lancôme.”
     
    “That bitch! She’s tried to get her nasty talons into every eligible bachelor in town. And her fair share of married men, too, for that matter. She needs to be stopped. Someone needs to save the men of Magnolia before it’s too late.”
     
    “Well, whatever. I’m too busy to worry about her.”
     
    Mindy looked around the empty store. “Um. Yeah… I can see you’re swamped.”
     
    I laughed. “Well, granted the store is not that busy, but I have a lot of work coming in with my investigations.”
     
    “Really? That’s great! What exotic locations are you headed to next?” Mindy grabbed her purse and began rooting around, finally pulling out her tiny compact.
     
    “Well, I don’t have anything in the immediate future.” I walked over and straightened a stack of books, trying to act busy.
     
    “Uh huh,” she said smugly as she examined my face.
     
    “Ugh, there she goes,” I said, pointing out the window toward Brianna.
     
    As if feeling our stares, she suddenly glanced to her side and gave us an evil smirk as she glided back to her shop.
     
    “That bitch! She’s gloating,” Mindy barked. “You’ve got to do something. Don’t let her get away with that.”
     
    “What am I supposed to do? I’m just going to ignore her. Maybe if I do, she’ll go away. I have work to do, I don’t have time to play her games,” I said, grabbing a stack of books.
     
    “Well, we’re not going to let her get by with it.”
     
    “We’re not?”
     
    “Nope, we’re not.” Mindy stomped toward the door.
     
    I had never seen her so steamed. I was waiting for the smoke to appear billowing from her ears.
     
    “I’ll call you later,” she said over her shoulder.
     
    I waved her off.
     
    As she slipped past, Abe was shaking his head in obvious disapproval.
     
    “I don’t want to hear it,” I said as I meandered toward the front window.
     
    “It’s hard to stay out of it when I see you are smitten with the young man,” Abe said.
     
    “I’m not smitten.”
     
    He raised an eyebrow, which in turn tilted his stove-pipe hat on his head. I gave a sigh and went back to work. Why couldn’t everyone stay out of my non-existent dating life?
     
    Later in the day, as I continued my daily paperwork, I wished I could have gotten a refill on my coffee. It was the best I’d ever had, and I wasn’t just saying that. Way better than Starbucks. Undoubtedly, slinking back into Full Cup would make me look incredibly desperate. So I opted against the refill.
     
    Just then, my cell rang and I ran over to retrieve it. Oh ha! See? I really was busy . Too bad Mindy wasn’t there to see I was getting a very important call. Damn. I hoped it wasn’t her calling.
     
    Who was she to judge how busy I was anyway? Her business wasn’t exactly overflowing with customers, either. Actually, I had warned her she may have started the worst business possible for our small town. She’d started one of those pole fitness studios. I mean, really, pole fitness? I could just see the little old ladies of Magnolia trotting in to learn how to pole dance. I grabbed the phone and flipped it open.
     
    “Hello?” I said breezily.
     
    “Larue Donavan?”
     
    “Yes, this is Larue.”
     
    “Hi Larue, my name is Monica Walker. I was given your number by the National Ghost Investigators Society.”
     
    “Hi, Monica. What can I do for you?”
     
    “I’m the director at the Manchester Mansion in Greensburg. Have you heard of us?”
     
    “As a matter of fact I have. I’ve heard you’ve got quite a haunting going on there.”
     
    “It appears that we do. It’s been getting worse ever