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Late for Love
(The Way Over The Hill Gang Book 5)
by M.K. Scott
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GENRE: Cozy Mystery
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BLURB:
The
senior sleuths love a good laugh, but this conundrum is no laughing matter. A
missing journalist, an African Grey parrot, and a possible mob connection sound
like the beginning of a bad joke. Unfortunately, there is no punchline and no
one, aside from the seniors, who would dare to take the case on.
Will their first
chance to handle a case on their own prove to be way too much for them to
handle, and more importantly, could this first be their last?
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EXCERPT:
“Cheez
and crackers.” He growled the words, knowing good and well this phone could do
close-up shots. He had done it before.
“What’s
wrong?” a feminine voice asked.
Jake
turned slightly and met the inquisitive stare of a twenty-something nursing
aide. It would be embarrassing to admit he was trying to take a photo of the
group in the courtyard. None of the
sleuths would know how to do it either.
Choices.
He swallowed hard and held up his phone. “I forgot how to make the phone take a
close-up shot. My great-nephew showed me at one time...” He shrugged his
shoulders, leaving the obvious unsaid.
“Okay.”
The aide glanced past the phone into the courtyard. “Ah, I see.” She giggled
before holding out her hand for the phone.
Once
situated in her left hand, she put her thumb and forefinger of her right hand
together against the screen, then slowly separated them, making the image
larger. “You can do this as many times as you need, making the people larger.
I’ll warn you the bigger it is the blurrier it gets. I think it’s sweet you’re
trying to get a photo of your crush. Which one is she?”
“There’s
no crush,” Jake informed her brusquely. Even though he wasn’t familiar with the
helpful aide, it didn’t stop her from talking. The last thing he needed was the
staff gossiping about him.
“Uh-huh,”
The woman grinned at him. “That’s how my grandpa and grandma met.”
“What?”
Jake was certain he’d missed part of the conversation.
“Grandma
was coming out of the church…” she started conversationally.
Jake
cut his eyes to the courtyard window, worried he might lose his chance for a
photo, but he couldn’t duck out of a story that was being related for his
benefit. His lips turned up slightly in a forced smile, and he nodded for her to
continue. “Church, huh?”
“Yes…”
The aide nodded, but it did nothing to slow her narrative. She held her hands
up as if holding a small object. “Grandpa was on the other side of the street
taking a photo of her leaving church. One of her friends pointed out his action
to grandma.”
“Why
would he be across the street taking a photo of his own wife?” This story made
no sense. He only hoped it got better. Surely there could be no comparison of
himself and a man crossing streets to photograph his wife. At least, he hoped
not.
The
aide, whose name tag identified her as Sheila, chuckled. “They hadn’t met yet.
Grandma was a widow and grandpa a long-time bachelor who attended the same
church. Anyhow, when grandma saw him taking her photo, she marched right across
the street and…”
“I
know…” Jake interrupted. “She snatched the camera out of his hands.” A similar
incident had happened to him in France.
“No.”
Sheila shot Jake a confused look. “She invited him to lunch. They got to know
each other and married not too long after.”
Well,
that hadn’t turned out the way he thought it would. Too bad he didn’t have that
kind of luck. At the moment, he’d be fortunate if the helpful Sheila hit the
road. “Great story,” he enthused. “I appreciate the help, too. Don’t let me cut
into your break, though.”
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AUTHOR Bio and Links:
M. K. Scott
is the husband and wife writing team behind The Painted Lady Inn Mysteries and
The Talking Dog Detective Agency. Morgan K Wyatt is the general wordsmith,
while her husband, Scott, is the grammar hammer and physics specialist. He uses
his engineering skills to explain how fast a body falls when pushed over a
cliff and various other felonious activities. The Internet and experts in the
field provide forensic information, while the recipes and B and B details
require a more hands-on approach.
Morgan’s daughter, who manages a hotel, provides guest horror stories to
fuel the plot lines. The couple’s dog, Chance, is the inspiration behind
Jasper, Donna’s dog. Overall, both are fun series to create and read.
Social Media
Website:
http://www.morgankwyatt.com/
Facebook:
http://www.facebook.com/AuthorMorganKWyatt
Twitter:
http://www.twitter.com/morgankwyatt
Goodreads:
https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/5826299.Morgan_K_Wyatt
Pinterest:
http://www.pinterest.com/morgankwyatt/
Amazon:
https://www.amazon.com/M-K-Scott/e/B01M4JGK1A/
Buy Links: The book will be on sale for $0.99 on the day of the tour.
https://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B08FYX8SCL/ref=x_gr_w_bb_glide_sout
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