Soft Serve Secrets: A Cozy Mystery (Caesars Creek Mystery Series Book 3) by Constance Barker Page A
Authors: Constance Barker
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might have a heart attack!”
I kept a wary eye on the black hairy leg that seemed to know the jig was up. I reached down under the counter and pulled out a fly swatter. “Don’t go down on me now Stormi. I need back up.”
Stormi looked at the flimsy fly swatter. “You’re kidding right? Swatting him with that feeble excuse for a weapon will only make him angry.”
I looked at the fly swatter as the end of it drooped lazily. “You got any better ideas?”
Stormi kept a watchful eye on the hairy leg as it started to twitch. “Do you have a gun?”
Fortunately, our savior walked through the front door of the shoppe. “Where is everybody?” Paige yelled.
“Get back here quick!” We both yelled in unison.
Paige came barreling through the door. “What is it?”
“Do you carry a gun?” Stormi asked, still staring at the black leg.
Paige looked at us like we sailed out of the loony factory. “What are you talking about? Why are you holding on to one another and staring at the bananas?”
I tore my eyes away from the hypnotic black and hairy leg sandwiched between the two bananas and peered over at Paige. “Spider…big…spider.”
“Oh good grief.” Paige, our hero, walked deliberately to the counter holding the bananas.
Stormi stiffened. “Paige! Be careful!”
Paige looked back at us in despair. “You girls. I’ve never seen two women so squeamish about bugs. You know, you are bigger than said spider.” Paige turned back to the counter and picked up the bunch of bananas to expose the beast hidden within. As soon as she did, mutant spider was primed and ready. It jumped from the counter towards Paige who let out a shriek. I don’t know who was more startled…her or the spider. Paige ran over to us as Mr. Spider scurried towards the back of the shoppe.
“Get me the broom!” Paige ordered to no one in particular as she kept an eye on hairy legs. I ran to the closet and pulled out the broom. Why hadn’t I thought of that? I handed the broom to Paige.
“Watch and learn girls,” Paige instructed as she advanced towards her prey.
It was like watching a WWF fight as the two circled one another. “Stormi, open the back door.”
Stormi looked stricken. “Why me?”
Not looking away from her opponent, Paige replied, “Then go outside and open it from there.”
“Good idea,” Stormi said as she sprinted towards the front door.
Within 30 seconds, Stormi opened the back door. Paige raised the broom. “Time to go bye-bye.” With one quick swish, Paige brought the broom back then forward, launching hairy legs into the air and out the door. We heard Stormi squeal as she witnessed the flying spider whiz past her head. She careened back into the shoppe, slamming the door behind her. She grabbed her chest with one hand. “That’s all the excitement I can handle for the week.”
Paige walked over and put the broom away. “You girls need to get over your phobia of spiders.”
Stormi walked warily towards the bunch of bananas, likely wondering if hairy had a wife or brother lurking in the shadows. “You didn’t sound all that brave when he took a flying leap at your head.”
Paige shrugged. “I wasn’t prepared for a leaping spider. That’s a new one on me.”
“They’re mutating,” I said. I picked up where I left off filling my sheet pans with cake batter. “They’re half spider half grasshopper.”
Stormi scrunched her nose. “Ewww.”
Paige took off her purple sweater and hung it on the coat tree. “I hate to change the subject but I have some news.”
Stormi commenced peeling the bananas. “Okay, spill.”
Paige sat down on one of the stools. “I just got a call from Lindsey, my friend who works at the library. She said that a neighbor of Ben and Trixie’s came in and said an ambulance was called to their house.”
Stormi stopped cutting. “Ben and
I kept a wary eye on the black hairy leg that seemed to know the jig was up. I reached down under the counter and pulled out a fly swatter. “Don’t go down on me now Stormi. I need back up.”
Stormi looked at the flimsy fly swatter. “You’re kidding right? Swatting him with that feeble excuse for a weapon will only make him angry.”
I looked at the fly swatter as the end of it drooped lazily. “You got any better ideas?”
Stormi kept a watchful eye on the hairy leg as it started to twitch. “Do you have a gun?”
Fortunately, our savior walked through the front door of the shoppe. “Where is everybody?” Paige yelled.
“Get back here quick!” We both yelled in unison.
Paige came barreling through the door. “What is it?”
“Do you carry a gun?” Stormi asked, still staring at the black leg.
Paige looked at us like we sailed out of the loony factory. “What are you talking about? Why are you holding on to one another and staring at the bananas?”
I tore my eyes away from the hypnotic black and hairy leg sandwiched between the two bananas and peered over at Paige. “Spider…big…spider.”
“Oh good grief.” Paige, our hero, walked deliberately to the counter holding the bananas.
Stormi stiffened. “Paige! Be careful!”
Paige looked back at us in despair. “You girls. I’ve never seen two women so squeamish about bugs. You know, you are bigger than said spider.” Paige turned back to the counter and picked up the bunch of bananas to expose the beast hidden within. As soon as she did, mutant spider was primed and ready. It jumped from the counter towards Paige who let out a shriek. I don’t know who was more startled…her or the spider. Paige ran over to us as Mr. Spider scurried towards the back of the shoppe.
“Get me the broom!” Paige ordered to no one in particular as she kept an eye on hairy legs. I ran to the closet and pulled out the broom. Why hadn’t I thought of that? I handed the broom to Paige.
“Watch and learn girls,” Paige instructed as she advanced towards her prey.
It was like watching a WWF fight as the two circled one another. “Stormi, open the back door.”
Stormi looked stricken. “Why me?”
Not looking away from her opponent, Paige replied, “Then go outside and open it from there.”
“Good idea,” Stormi said as she sprinted towards the front door.
Within 30 seconds, Stormi opened the back door. Paige raised the broom. “Time to go bye-bye.” With one quick swish, Paige brought the broom back then forward, launching hairy legs into the air and out the door. We heard Stormi squeal as she witnessed the flying spider whiz past her head. She careened back into the shoppe, slamming the door behind her. She grabbed her chest with one hand. “That’s all the excitement I can handle for the week.”
Paige walked over and put the broom away. “You girls need to get over your phobia of spiders.”
Stormi walked warily towards the bunch of bananas, likely wondering if hairy had a wife or brother lurking in the shadows. “You didn’t sound all that brave when he took a flying leap at your head.”
Paige shrugged. “I wasn’t prepared for a leaping spider. That’s a new one on me.”
“They’re mutating,” I said. I picked up where I left off filling my sheet pans with cake batter. “They’re half spider half grasshopper.”
Stormi scrunched her nose. “Ewww.”
Paige took off her purple sweater and hung it on the coat tree. “I hate to change the subject but I have some news.”
Stormi commenced peeling the bananas. “Okay, spill.”
Paige sat down on one of the stools. “I just got a call from Lindsey, my friend who works at the library. She said that a neighbor of Ben and Trixie’s came in and said an ambulance was called to their house.”
Stormi stopped cutting. “Ben and
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