New Book-DeadMen Do Tell Tales


DeadMenDoTellTalesFINAL200x300_150DPIDEAD MEN DO TELL TALES  written by my evil twin Elaine Joyce is now  available on Smashwords, Amazon,com and Barnes and Noble

Here’s my blurb.
Mona Da Vinci. director of Da Vinci Funeral Home was looking forward to a quiet summer The biggest problem she expected to deal with was which shade of lipstick to use on a corpse. The last thing she expected was to deal with missing employee,murder,money,and drugs. And why does her handsome new employee keep saying he can talk to dead people. No one can do that, or can they?

Here’s a short excerpt I hope you enjoy it enough to want to read more.

 

Ok, what do you want to ask me?” Luke reached over to grab a cookie off the plate. “These are from the Bake Shop.” It was a statement not a question.

“Of course.”  My culinary expertise or lack thereof was a sore point, at least with me. I could cook enough so Tomas and I would not starve. Baking however was beyond my meager talents.

“So, what’s the problem? Your son getting into trouble with the baseball team?”

“I wish it was that simple,” I grabbed a cookie, “You may hear about it tomorrow. It’s Penny’s Dad, Sam Broward.”

“Isn’t he off on his camping trip? I ran into him at the hardware store last week. He said he had to replace his tackle box.”

“That’s just it. His buddy called and he hasn’t arrived yet.”

“So, maybe he decided to stop somewhere.”

“He was supposed to have left three days ago. Come on, you know Sam. Would he change plans and not let someone know?”

“Why are you telling me this? Penny should come in and file a missing persons report.”

“That’s what I told her but she wanted to wait and call the campsite in the morning. she’s hoping he will have arrived by then.”

“There’s nothing I can do, until a missing persons report is filed. You know that.”

Taking a deep breath, I finally voiced what I had been afraid to say, “Do you think something happened to him?”

“Mona Lisa. Do you want me to tell you the truth, or do you want me to lie?”

He always made me smile when he used my old nickname. He was the only one who still called me that. I looked at him over my coffee cup. “What do you think?”

“Most people Sam’s age are pretty set in their ways. It’s rare that they change their routine even a little.  But it does happen. “

“You know Sam. Would he change his plans, even a little and not tell anyone?”

He shook his head, “Probably not.”

Good at least he didn’t think I was totally crazy. “So, what are we going to do?”

“We are doing nothing. I’m the professional here.  I’ll check and see if they’ve been any John Does reported in the past few days. When you see Penny in the morning, tell her to come in and file a report.”

“Is there anything I can do to help?”

“No. Leave this to the professionals.”

I just hoped I wouldn’t be called on in a professional capacity when they finally found Sam.

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