The Lime And the Dead: a Key West Culinary Cozy - book 3
“Tiara called back to the kitchen from her spot at the front register. “You have a phone call.”
“Can’t you take it, sweetie? I’m training Kelcie,” Marilyn replied, delighted with the progress that her young protégé was making. Kelcie Williams had been to pastry school and would be a tremendous asset to the staff. Her youthful enthusiasm was contagious, and the relieved owner finally felt like she could entrust another person to shoulder some of the creative and constructive load of baking that had to be done on a daily basis. With Tiara’s marketing plan, new orders for large events and private parties were pouring in nearly every day, and Marilyn desperately needed the expertise and extra set of hands that Kelcie could provide.
“Ummm…no.
You need to take this call,” her daughter insisted, transferring the caller back to the kitchen extension.
Marilyn sighed, wiped her hands on her apron, and answered the phone. “Yes, hello?
Marilyn Hayes here, how can I help you?”
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