Maggie Sefton's UNRAVELED, 9th in the
Bestselling Knitting Mystery Series
from Berkley Prime Crime
Honestly. . that woman is so annoying. She's acting all excited, talking about the "next installment." Then, she notices me listening and shuts up. She keeps saying "unraveled," over and over again.
Would someone please tell me what's unraveled? Yarn? Sweaters? Scarves?
I think I know what she's babbling about. She's been keeping track of me and my friends for months now, years actually. Eavesdropping on our conversations, taking notes, then typing it into some secret file in her laptop. And then some publisher in New York actually prints up copies of all those notes. Can you believe that?
There ought to be a law against invading peoples' privacy like that. What nerve! As if that wasn't enough aggravation, she's been leaving little sticky notes on my daytimer with messages, like "When are you going to Denver?" and "When's the last time you played volleyball?"
What the heck is she talking about? I haven't played volleyball in years. I have no idea what she's talking about. Frankly, I think she's losing it. She's spent too many late nights typing up notes on us and making up stories. Fantasy-land, if you ask me. Well. . .you won't catch me reading any of her stories. Nope. I'm simply ignoring her. Besides I'm much to busy to bother with worrying about what that deluded woman is up to. She can play "pretend" if she wants. But, not me. I've got work to do. So, there.
Pssssssst! Could I ask you guys a favor? If any of you read this new "story" of hers, would you please let me know if there's something in there I should know about? Just in case. I have no idea what this woman is up to, but I figure we should keep an eye on her. Don't tell. It's our secret. Shhhhhhhhh.