Poison Ivory (2009)
Poison Ivory
“I cried in alarm That’s when Phillip Canary took a really good look at me and his jaw muscles twitched. “Shoot a monkey,” he said, “you’re not Mrs. Dougherty, are you?”
I shook my head. “Miss Frockewilli.”
“Hmm. Is this how you treat everyone?”
“What do you mean?”
“I thought you weren’t coming. Twenty minutes—that’s what you said an hour ago.”
“That is not the case!” I glanced at my watch. “Oops, sorry! I honestly don’t know where the time went.”
Our tones must have been somewhat strident, beca...use the crowd just kept getting bigger. Thankfully, that irritated Phillip as much as it did me. He jumped on his stool and clapped his hands.
“People,” he boomed. “The show is over. Now move along, please. There are some really fine sweetgrass baskets at entrance to shed three. Don’t forget to shop along the way for the most unique gifts you’ll find in the Southeast.”
Then he hopped down and began turning all his velvet paintings so they faced away from the main flow of traffic.MoreLess
I shook my head. “Miss Frockewilli.”
“Hmm. Is this how you treat everyone?”
“What do you mean?”
“I thought you weren’t coming. Twenty minutes—that’s what you said an hour ago.”
“That is not the case!” I glanced at my watch. “Oops, sorry! I honestly don’t know where the time went.”
Our tones must have been somewhat strident, beca...use the crowd just kept getting bigger. Thankfully, that irritated Phillip as much as it did me. He jumped on his stool and clapped his hands.
“People,” he boomed. “The show is over. Now move along, please. There are some really fine sweetgrass baskets at entrance to shed three. Don’t forget to shop along the way for the most unique gifts you’ll find in the Southeast.”
Then he hopped down and began turning all his velvet paintings so they faced away from the main flow of traffic.MoreLess
Read book Poison Ivory for free
Write Review:
Guest
Read Also
8 / 10
10 / 10
User Reviews: