Killer Breakfast Specials (A Sage and Dash Cozy Mystery Book 2) Read Free Page B

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    Sheriff Snyder walked in at just the wrong moment. He huffed and stiffened his shoulders. “Fine, be that way.” Before she could say another word, he turned and went back to his desk.
    Rosie chased after him. “Gary, Gary, you misunderstood.”
    Libby called out, loudly, “No, he didn’t.”
    Gary stomped back to Libby’s cell, opened the jail door, grabbed Libby and planted a great, big kiss on her.
    Libby’s eyes shot open stunned.
    “Stop being such a stubborn lady, and admit that you feel something too.”
    Libby swallowed hard. “Gary?”
    He bowed his head. “Can we call a truce. I’d appreciate the presence of your company this weekend. I thought we could have dinner together.”
    Libby’s jaw was wide open. “What just happened here?”
    “Have dinner with me woman,” he blurted out.
    “Fine, you old crow. I’ll have dinner with you.” She shook her head and walked past him. A huge smile spread across her lips. Well, imagine that. Her world just turned on its head. She wasn’t sure how Owen would feel about her seeing somebody else, but they’d only just started seeing each other, and well…she wasn’t married. The attention was kind of nice. Maybe just one date. She’d see.
    “Oh, my gosh,” Rosie said under her breath. She quickly chased out after her mother. She had no clue what just went down, but whatever it was, it was big. There was a shift in the universe. Mom and Gary on a date? No. Something was wrong. Weird. Absolutely crazy.

Chapter 6
     
    When Julia Withers dropped by with a stack of flyers, The Nook’s door was locked. She was about to leave when Libby and Rosie were making their way down the street, bickering about some nonsense. It was always something with those two.
    The women noticed Julia at the front of the building, and let her know they’d be re-opening in the morning.
    “I’ve got an announcement here. I was hoping you could pin it up on your community bulletin board. We’re having a meeting and introducing one of our new business owners. I’d like the new post master to come to the meeting, too, so we can get to know them. There’s also word that there was some interest in the vacant Randolph building. I’ll need to get more information. Something about a dinner place, maybe a steak house or something. It would need a lot of work, so I’m not sure how soon something like that could happen. Quite honestly, I’m surprised they didn’t choose to go to the city. I mean, we don’t have a huge influx of population here. Of course, our prices reflect that. Maybe they’re just starting out. I wasn’t privy to the original information while Mr. Staggs was…. Right. Now that I’ll be stepping in as the business committee leader, I’ll be sure to gather the necessary tidbits of information.”
    Boy, that woman could talk and talk. And fast.
    Rosie nodded along and took a flyer. “Sure, I’ll post it.”
    Libby glanced at the paper, but her mind was elsewhere. A certain Sheriff had just thrown her for the loop of the century. Who would have guessed it? He was sweet on her? But, then again, so was Owen. Dear, sweet Owen. Libby smiled. He’d understand, right? It was a ‘get out of jail’ free card. One dinner.
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    It was a slow morning at The Breakfast Nook, at least the earlier portion. That was fine by Rosie, she needed some down time. Things were spinning out of control lately. Her mother covered the front, while she sat with Dash for a while in their home on the backside of their café. She smoothed her fingers through the cat’s soft coat. “Why can’t things be easier, Dash?”
    “Mew.”
    “I know, right? And what’s up with Sheriff Snyder? That came out of left field. I’m not sure what to think about that one.”
    “Mew.”
    “Are you going to sunbath on the front porch today, buddy?”
    The cat’s purrs grew louder, as he pressed against her hand. Rosie scratched behind his ears, a particularly favorite spot of his.
    Her