TITLE: Doggedly Dead - A Killer Dogz Mystery
GENRE: Adult Cozy Mystery
I stared at my pristine white bathtub debating to bath bomb or not to bath bomb. My best friend and now business partner had insisted on rectifying the situation when I’d confessed to never partaking in the craze. She’d bought out half the selection Wal-Mart had on offer.
A knock on the bathroom door was followed by the one sentence that brought sheer terror to our entire neighborhood.
“Mrs. Rogers wants to talk to you.”
Placing the bath bomb on the vanity, I wondered what offense the kids or I could have done to incur the wrath of our next door neighbor. I opened the bathroom door and found my oldest sitting on the edge of my bed, twisting a strand of Auburn, today, hair.
“Where’s the phone?”
“Sorry, she’s on the porch, not the phone.”
Ignoring the smirk on her face, I grabbed the fuzziest robe I had ever owned and stuffed myself into it, covering my pajamas. “Just great,” I muttered.
Dropping the strand of hair, she offered to send, “the wicked witch” on her way.
“Hailey Ann Harrison, stop calling her that.” Even if it was true, I couldn’t risk such impolite behavior making its way back to my parents. I shuddered at the thought of their reactions.
I walked down the hall and sighed before opening the front door. A scowl on her face was the norm, I’d come to learn but her normally hairspray lacquered hair stuck out at odd angles as if even her hair was angry with me.