Mango Madness Murder: A Frosted Love Cozy Mystery - Book 15 (Frosted Love Cozy Mysteries) by Carol Durand Page B
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collars, and stood beside Ben, with their
furry friends sitting, waiting patiently, until the rings were needed. The
ceremony was short, heartfelt and beautiful, with Chas and Missy speaking the
vows that they had written for each other, which left the attendees in tears,
and when he kissed her after being pronounced man and wife, she even didn’t
hear the cheers of friends and loved ones, she was so lost in the moment.
**
Missy
and Chas’s reception was held at the country club, and it seemed that all of
LaChance and Dellville were in attendance. Chas had arranged for Becca Rogers,
who was, hands down, the best clambake caterer on the east coast, to come all
the way to Louisiana to handle the food for the reception. He and Missy flew to
Cape Cranston to meet with the spunky and creative culinary genius, and the
trio hit it off immediately. Missy had balked a bit initially at the expense of
bringing in someone who wasn’t local, but Chas was from New York originally and
had heard nothing but rave reviews about Becca, so she had agreed to meet her.
Once the two gals met, all doubts in Missy’s mind were promptly erased. She
rationalized that more of Chas’s wealthy family and friends from New York might
attend if they at least knew that the reception fare would meet their standards.
The
couple had a rare moment alone, after the formalities of dinner, cake-cutting,
bouquet and garter tossing and dancing, where the stood, gazing out at the
excitement and laughter of family and friends.
Chas
turned to his bride and took her hands, looked into her eyes and opened his
mouth to speak, when suddenly the boisterous drawl of none other than Mayor
Felton Chadwick shattered their moment of solitude.
“Well,
well, well, it’s a fine day. A fine day indeed,” Felton clapped Chas on the
shoulder and gave a rather startled Missy a kiss on the cheek. The rotund man
had outdone himself in dressing for the occasion, resplendent in a white
walking suit with a light blue shirt and red and white tie, his bald pate
gleaming. The mayor always seemed to prefer wearing some sort of red, white and
blue whenever attending a function where many of his constituents might be
about. He had been re-elected by a landslide, so one would think that his
posture would be a bit more relaxed, but he worked the reception crowd like a
pro, shaking hands and kissing babies with gleeful abandon.
“Yes
it is. Thank you for coming, Felton,” Chas replied, shaking his hand and
ignoring the raised eyebrows of his new wife.
“And
my dear, you are just a picture of radiant loveliness,” the mayor drawled,
taking Missy’s hand and kissing it.
“Thank
you Mayor Chadwick,” she managed a polite smile.
“Well,
I do believe I’m going to help myself to another piece of that delightful
wedding cake, and leave you two lovebirds to get better acquainted,” he winked
slyly. “Congratulations y’all,” he waved, heading for the dessert table.
“You
invited the mayor?” Missy blinked at him.
“Sweetie,
it was the right thing to do. We know what he’s like, but we also know that
he’s not an enemy that a business owner wants to have in this small community,”
her husband reminded her gently.
She
sighed, nodding. “You’re right. I’m still just peeved.”
“Let
it go sweetie, we have more important things to think about,” he grinned,
waggling his eyebrows, and kissed her.
Chapter 15
“Did
I show you where the dog treats are kept?” Missy asked Echo, going over her
list of instructions with a fine toothed comb. Echo’s ice cream shop had sold
just before the wedding, but she wasn’t moving until after Missy and Chas came
back from their honeymoon because she had agreed to watch the dogs while they
were gone.
“Three
times,” Echo sighed, rolling her eyes melodramatically. “Seriously, dear, get
yourself in the car and get out of here before your long-suffering husband
loses his mind,” she ordered, pushing her friend toward the
furry friends sitting, waiting patiently, until the rings were needed. The
ceremony was short, heartfelt and beautiful, with Chas and Missy speaking the
vows that they had written for each other, which left the attendees in tears,
and when he kissed her after being pronounced man and wife, she even didn’t
hear the cheers of friends and loved ones, she was so lost in the moment.
**
Missy
and Chas’s reception was held at the country club, and it seemed that all of
LaChance and Dellville were in attendance. Chas had arranged for Becca Rogers,
who was, hands down, the best clambake caterer on the east coast, to come all
the way to Louisiana to handle the food for the reception. He and Missy flew to
Cape Cranston to meet with the spunky and creative culinary genius, and the
trio hit it off immediately. Missy had balked a bit initially at the expense of
bringing in someone who wasn’t local, but Chas was from New York originally and
had heard nothing but rave reviews about Becca, so she had agreed to meet her.
Once the two gals met, all doubts in Missy’s mind were promptly erased. She
rationalized that more of Chas’s wealthy family and friends from New York might
attend if they at least knew that the reception fare would meet their standards.
The
couple had a rare moment alone, after the formalities of dinner, cake-cutting,
bouquet and garter tossing and dancing, where the stood, gazing out at the
excitement and laughter of family and friends.
Chas
turned to his bride and took her hands, looked into her eyes and opened his
mouth to speak, when suddenly the boisterous drawl of none other than Mayor
Felton Chadwick shattered their moment of solitude.
“Well,
well, well, it’s a fine day. A fine day indeed,” Felton clapped Chas on the
shoulder and gave a rather startled Missy a kiss on the cheek. The rotund man
had outdone himself in dressing for the occasion, resplendent in a white
walking suit with a light blue shirt and red and white tie, his bald pate
gleaming. The mayor always seemed to prefer wearing some sort of red, white and
blue whenever attending a function where many of his constituents might be
about. He had been re-elected by a landslide, so one would think that his
posture would be a bit more relaxed, but he worked the reception crowd like a
pro, shaking hands and kissing babies with gleeful abandon.
“Yes
it is. Thank you for coming, Felton,” Chas replied, shaking his hand and
ignoring the raised eyebrows of his new wife.
“And
my dear, you are just a picture of radiant loveliness,” the mayor drawled,
taking Missy’s hand and kissing it.
“Thank
you Mayor Chadwick,” she managed a polite smile.
“Well,
I do believe I’m going to help myself to another piece of that delightful
wedding cake, and leave you two lovebirds to get better acquainted,” he winked
slyly. “Congratulations y’all,” he waved, heading for the dessert table.
“You
invited the mayor?” Missy blinked at him.
“Sweetie,
it was the right thing to do. We know what he’s like, but we also know that
he’s not an enemy that a business owner wants to have in this small community,”
her husband reminded her gently.
She
sighed, nodding. “You’re right. I’m still just peeved.”
“Let
it go sweetie, we have more important things to think about,” he grinned,
waggling his eyebrows, and kissed her.
Chapter 15
“Did
I show you where the dog treats are kept?” Missy asked Echo, going over her
list of instructions with a fine toothed comb. Echo’s ice cream shop had sold
just before the wedding, but she wasn’t moving until after Missy and Chas came
back from their honeymoon because she had agreed to watch the dogs while they
were gone.
“Three
times,” Echo sighed, rolling her eyes melodramatically. “Seriously, dear, get
yourself in the car and get out of here before your long-suffering husband
loses his mind,” she ordered, pushing her friend toward the
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