Couches & Catastrophes: Ooey Gooey Bakery Mystery, #3.5

By Katherine H. Brown

Furniture shopping can't be all that hard.

Or can it?

A hilarious short story featuring Piper and Sam of the Ooey Gooey Bakery Mystery series. Furniture shopping should be a breeze according to her best friend Sam but after a long day of bargain hunting and haunted happenings, Piper disagrees. A mid-day milkshake pick-me-up is all she is looking forward to - who needs furniture anyway?

• Language: English
• Publisher: Katherine Brown
• Release date: Jul 13, 2019
• ISBN: 9781393612643

Katherine H. Brown

Katherine Brown lives in Texas with her incredible husband and amazing stepdaughter. Katherine has been an avid reader since the first bedtime story was read to her. She began “creating” her first books in elementary school from cardboard and paper stapled together. Katherine successfully published her first two children’s books in 2017 and has no plans of stopping. Books, poetry, and weaving words together in general is her passion and Katherine hopes to inspire in others, children and adults alike, a love of reading for years to come.

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Other Books by Katherine Brown

Ooey Gooey Bakery Mystery Series:

Rest, Relax, Run for Your Life

Pastries, Pies, & Poison

Bake, Eat, & Be Buried

School is Scary Series (Children)

Kindergarten Teachers are Witches

Fingernails of First Grade

Second Grade Stinks

Third Grade’s Terrible Trip

Fourth Grade’s Fossil Fiasco

Fairy Tale Retellings

Marigold and the Bear Necessities

Cloaked

Other Children’s Books

Princess Bethani’s First Garden Party

WAIT!

Sam stomped on the brake and her little car came to a screeching halt. What? What is it?

The list.

A car horn blared as the driver behind us lost patience.

Excuse me? Sam pressed the accelerator and inched forward again.

The list, I told her. I felt around in each pocket of my shorts. We forgot the list.

Piper, you seriously think we can’t pick out new furniture for your apartment without a list? Sam rolled her eyes. I nearly had a wreck thinking something was actually wrong.

I crossed my arms. We need the list if we plan to get this all done in one trip. My apartment had recently been shot to pieces by an angry Yakuza gang member; I may have accidentally gotten his son arrested.

Sam shook her head. Nope. You need a day off from lists.

I might have a slight list-making obsession. But that was not the point. Lists were important.

Sam continued, Besides, what’s more fun that furniture shopping all weekend?

Lots of things, I countered.

Name one.

The dentist.

Puh-lease. Sam drawled, a huge smile lighting her face. Shopping, any kind of shopping, put Sam in a fantastic mood.

Do you have paper so I can at least start a new list? I knew I shouldn’t have worn these shorts instead of my regular cargo pants today. Usually, I would have my tiny notebook in one of the numerous pockets but you just couldn’t fit some things in a pair of cut off blue jeans.

I have something better.

Thank goodness.

A whole day free to drive you to the most fantastic furniture places in town and a designer-style sense to help you pick out everything.

I’d rather have a piece of paper to make a list, run in one store, buy everything, and get back to the bakery.

Sam turned on the radio. She didn’t care one bit about my list.

Sticking my tongue out at the side of