Rum Cake Murder: A Frosted Love Cozy Mystery - Book 8 (Frosted Love Cozy Mysteries) by Carol Durand, Summer Prescott
Authors: Carol Durand, Summer Prescott
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“Good question, and one that I intend to find the answer to. As for you, young lady, no more following around doctor’s wives looking for dirt, understand? If Aston is capable of doing what we think he may have done, you could be unnecessarily putting yourself in danger,” he warned.
“Okay,” Missy nodded, it’s just so confusing and scary, I hate feeling helpless.
“I know,” Chas said softly. “Hopefully, it’ll all be over soon.
Chapter 15
Feeling more than a bit strange walking into the hospital after her strange conversation with Chas, Missy visited Ben’s room again the next morning, disturbed, but no longer surprised to see Cheryl in her usual spot in the corner. The shadows kept her mostly hidden from view, but when Missy politely said hello, she could’ve sworn that the pale, unkempt girl was clutching something in her hands, as if to hide it. Not bothering to even attempt conversation, Missy went directly to the bed and placed a hand lovingly on Ben’s cheek, trying to hold back her tears.
“Oh Ben, honey, please wake up,” she pleaded quietly, hoping that somehow he could hear her. She searched his face for any sign of movement, any twitch that might give her hope, and found no peace in the smooth, still skin. Wiping her eyes with the back of her hand, Missy heard a soft sound behind her and turned to see Cheryl’s shoulders shaking with the force of her tears as she bowed her head and cried. As though feeling Missy’s gaze, she slowly raised her head.
“I talk to him every day…just hoping that he’ll blink or something, but every day, there’s no change,” she mourned. “I wonder if I’ll ever hear his sweet voice say my name again, or if I’ll ever feel his kiss. It hurts so bad.” The bereft young woman clutched at her sides, her head dropping again. At a loss, Missy squeezed her shoulder on the way out, not knowing what to think.
She went to Crème de la Cupcake after the disconcerting visit, glad to see that Grayson and Chris were still doing well.
“Hey Ms. G.,” Grayson greeted her. “How’s Ben doing?”
“The same, unfortunately,” Missy made a face.
“I ran into Cheryl at the grocery store a couple of nights ago. That girl is messed up,” he shook his head sadly.
“Messed up? What do you mean?”
“Well, you know what she’s been like. She doesn’t eat, she doesn’t sleep, she spends all of her time at the hospital, and when I tried to talk to her, she kept muttering about how it’s her duty to watch Ben and protect him from the bad man. It really creeped me out, but I feel bad for her, you know?”
“Of course you do, Grayson, it’s just a sad thing all the way around. Did she say who the bad man was?” Missy asked, her heart beating fast.
“No, she was really out of it, so I didn’t ask her any questions. Do you think Ben’s going to be okay?” he asked, brushing his thick, black hair out of his soulful eyes.
“I hope so Grayson, I really hope so.”
Chapter 16
Missy had just selected a movie to watch, when her phone rang, Chas’s number popping up on her screen.
“Hey, handsome,” she answered with a smile.
“Hey, beautiful,” he responded automatically. “I’ll be over in a few minutes, with big news,” he promised, refusing to elaborate when Missy badgered him with questions.
“What is it?” she pounced on him the moment he entered the door.
“Yes, I’d love a glass of wine, thanks,” he raised his eyebrows at her, heading to the powder room to wash his hands and shooing her toward the kitchen. By the time he came out, Missy had two glasses of wine poured and waiting on the coffee table, and the rest of the bottle within easy reach if they should need it. Toffee curled up under the table, happy that both of her favorite people were present.
“Okay, now ,” Missy’s curiosity bubbled over. “What is the big news?”
The detective savored a sip of wine. “I had a call from the Smithville PD…” he
“Good question, and one that I intend to find the answer to. As for you, young lady, no more following around doctor’s wives looking for dirt, understand? If Aston is capable of doing what we think he may have done, you could be unnecessarily putting yourself in danger,” he warned.
“Okay,” Missy nodded, it’s just so confusing and scary, I hate feeling helpless.
“I know,” Chas said softly. “Hopefully, it’ll all be over soon.
Chapter 15
Feeling more than a bit strange walking into the hospital after her strange conversation with Chas, Missy visited Ben’s room again the next morning, disturbed, but no longer surprised to see Cheryl in her usual spot in the corner. The shadows kept her mostly hidden from view, but when Missy politely said hello, she could’ve sworn that the pale, unkempt girl was clutching something in her hands, as if to hide it. Not bothering to even attempt conversation, Missy went directly to the bed and placed a hand lovingly on Ben’s cheek, trying to hold back her tears.
“Oh Ben, honey, please wake up,” she pleaded quietly, hoping that somehow he could hear her. She searched his face for any sign of movement, any twitch that might give her hope, and found no peace in the smooth, still skin. Wiping her eyes with the back of her hand, Missy heard a soft sound behind her and turned to see Cheryl’s shoulders shaking with the force of her tears as she bowed her head and cried. As though feeling Missy’s gaze, she slowly raised her head.
“I talk to him every day…just hoping that he’ll blink or something, but every day, there’s no change,” she mourned. “I wonder if I’ll ever hear his sweet voice say my name again, or if I’ll ever feel his kiss. It hurts so bad.” The bereft young woman clutched at her sides, her head dropping again. At a loss, Missy squeezed her shoulder on the way out, not knowing what to think.
She went to Crème de la Cupcake after the disconcerting visit, glad to see that Grayson and Chris were still doing well.
“Hey Ms. G.,” Grayson greeted her. “How’s Ben doing?”
“The same, unfortunately,” Missy made a face.
“I ran into Cheryl at the grocery store a couple of nights ago. That girl is messed up,” he shook his head sadly.
“Messed up? What do you mean?”
“Well, you know what she’s been like. She doesn’t eat, she doesn’t sleep, she spends all of her time at the hospital, and when I tried to talk to her, she kept muttering about how it’s her duty to watch Ben and protect him from the bad man. It really creeped me out, but I feel bad for her, you know?”
“Of course you do, Grayson, it’s just a sad thing all the way around. Did she say who the bad man was?” Missy asked, her heart beating fast.
“No, she was really out of it, so I didn’t ask her any questions. Do you think Ben’s going to be okay?” he asked, brushing his thick, black hair out of his soulful eyes.
“I hope so Grayson, I really hope so.”
Chapter 16
Missy had just selected a movie to watch, when her phone rang, Chas’s number popping up on her screen.
“Hey, handsome,” she answered with a smile.
“Hey, beautiful,” he responded automatically. “I’ll be over in a few minutes, with big news,” he promised, refusing to elaborate when Missy badgered him with questions.
“What is it?” she pounced on him the moment he entered the door.
“Yes, I’d love a glass of wine, thanks,” he raised his eyebrows at her, heading to the powder room to wash his hands and shooing her toward the kitchen. By the time he came out, Missy had two glasses of wine poured and waiting on the coffee table, and the rest of the bottle within easy reach if they should need it. Toffee curled up under the table, happy that both of her favorite people were present.
“Okay, now ,” Missy’s curiosity bubbled over. “What is the big news?”
The detective savored a sip of wine. “I had a call from the Smithville PD…” he
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