My morning shift here in the coffee shop is almost over and I’ve had a great day. Of course, I measure the success of my shift in the amount of reading I’m able to complete in between customers. My Aunt Jackie, on the other hand, measures success in the number of sales. I think my way is better.
I don’t know about you, but I’m so glad the holidays are over. It was a crazy time in South Cove. Especially after I found Ted’s body in his classic cherry red Mustang. However, I’m starting the story in the middle. You need to know why Ted was here in the first place.
You see, Mayor Baylor contracted with Work Today, the work experience program Ted managed in Bakerstown. And, as with most of the mayor’s bright ideas, he put me in charge of finding work sites for ten participants. My shop could only handle one ‘intern’ as Ted liked to call them so I had to go begging for sites. I even talked my neighbor, the one who owns The Glass Slipper, into joining in the fun.
Then Ted got mean and controlling, and I thought Toby, the noon barista (and part time deputy), was going to deck him. Sure, like I couldn’t handle a bully. Sometimes men just don’t know when to back off. And there I go, telling you the story all out of order. Instead of me messing things up, why don’t you check out If the Shoe Kills where my writer has a detailed blow by blow of the entire event?
Me, I’m heading out to the beach with Emma for our daily run. I need time to clear my head after a long shift at the coffee shop. Emma wants to find some dead fish to roll in. Hopefully, only one of us will get our wish.
If you stop in South Cove, make sure you visit my shop. I’ll even treat you to a cup of coffee. But before you go, tell me, are you happy it’s January? Or do you wish the holiday season would never end?
See you soon,