Christmas Daisy
By Patti Larsen
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Daisy's first mystery is a Christmas doozy! The last staff member to leave before the holidays, Day finds herself pursuing a case solo when a young woman's plea for help leads Daisy into the eye of a storm--and murder! Trapped by the weather and her compassion for her young client, it's up to Day to find out who committed the crime in time for her very own Christmas miracle!
Patti Larsen
About me, huh? Well, my official bio reads like this: Patti Larsen is a multiple award-winning author with a passion for the voices in her head. But that sounds so freaking formal, doesn’t it? I’m a storyteller who hears character's demands so loudly I have to write them down. I love the idea of sports even though sports hate me. I’ve dabbled in everything from improv theater to film making and writing TV shows, singing in an all girl band to running my own hair salon.But always, always, writing books calls me home.I’ve had my sights set on world literary domination for a while now. Which means getting my books out there, to you, my darling readers. It’s the coolest thing ever, this job of mine, being able to tell stories I love, only to see them all shiny and happy in your hands... thank you for reading.As for the rest of it, I’m short (permanent), slightly round (changeable) and blonde (for ever and ever). I love to talk one on one about the deepest topics and can’t seem to stop seeing the big picture. I happily live on Prince Edward Island, Canada, home to Anne of Green Gables and the most beautiful red beaches in the world, with my pug overlord and overlady, six lazy cats and Gypsy Vanner gelding, Fynn.
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Christmas Daisy - Patti Larsen
Christmas Daisy
A Daisy Bruce Cozy Novella
Smashwords Edition
© Patti Larsen 2023
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http://www.pattilarsen.com/
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Chapter One
You’re not welcome here,
the short, round blonde snaps in my face, lips pinched tightly enough the lines around them make her pucker look like she’s aged at least two decades in a heartbeat. Leave, now. Or I’m calling the police!
Um, well now. Not so friendly sounding, is she? Sorry to drop you in the middle of things. I have a bad habit of doing that, as it turns out. Let’s take a step or two back, shall we, and see the rest of the story…
I set aside the last file in the pile with a contented sigh, pushing back from my desk and lifting the armload to my chest as a man’s tenor sings about being home for Christmas over the office sound system. The filing cabinets beckon me to the rear of the quiet office, past empty desks tidied for the holiday season. It’s weird not to see former FBI SSA Elizabeth Michaud with her endless coffee mugs piled around her or ex-Reading Sheriff Jill Wagner hunching across her laptop screen, refusing to accept the fact she really needs glasses. And without the chatter of our office receptionist, Beau Hampshire, coming from the front desk where the plush sofa and cushions wait for pending clients to fill the still air only punctuated by the soft strains of holiday music, I’m feeling a little like it’s the end of the world and I’m the only one left.
A silly sensibility to fall into, really, though it makes me even more excited by the prospect of finishing up the last of my tasks and heading home to load my suitcases into my car and hit the road before the snow arrives. It’s calling for a bit of a blizzard, and while it’s only the 22nd of December, I have no doubt there’s already sufficient fall at home in Reading that a white Christmas is assured. I can’t wait for my best friend, Fiona Fleming, to open the red and white onesies I bought for her beautiful twin girls, the very thought of snuggling Iris and Flora making me sigh in delight.
And yet, being here in Montpelier, joining the team outside the town where I grew up, has been the best decision I could have made for myself. Even if it means I’m missing out on the babies growing up day-to-day.
In the ten minutes it takes me to sort the files into their appropriate alphabetized spaces—while sighing a little over the fact several are out of order and unable to stop myself and my innate tidiness from doing something about it—the Christmas carols pause as the radio host interrupts with local news.
The others would tease me if they were here, call me old-fashioned that I still listen to Montpelier radio instead of taking advantage of the endless stream of songs available via our satellite service. But I’m here by myself, after all, and it’s almost Christmas and nothing makes me feel more like a girl waiting in anticipation for Santa to come calling than the nostalgia that local broadcasts bring.
I’m barely listening, regardless, as I close the bottom drawer of the furthest cabinet, the Yonkers file now safely tucked away until I return on December 27th, my knees cracking—when did that start, anyway?—beneath my A-line skirt, the woman’s youthful and energetic voice finally catching my attention.
—series of thefts in The Meadow/Pembroke Heights and College Hill areas being reported,
she says. "Montpelier Police are investigating the string of break-ins and recommend residents check their doors and windows are locked and secured. But not too tight, she laughs.
Santa needs to be able to get down your chimney!"
I’m not sure her script is going to land well. Those sections of the city are some of the wealthiest and I’m positive the residents care less about the fictional (shh, don’t tell the kids!) jolly man in his red suit and more about protecting their property.
And now, the weather,
she says as I return to my desk, turning off my computer and checking my watch. Almost 5PM. I’m running a little behind. We’re already feeling the effects of that winter storm heading toward us from across the Canadian border, so bundle up out there! With expected snowfalls of twenty inches overnight, this storm is going to be a doozy if the fifty-mile-per-hour winds with gusts expected over seventy pushing the front over Montpelier don’t ease up a little.
More good news. I hope you’re not planning to drive anywhere in the next twelve to sixteen hours!
She’s just full of Christmas cheer, that one. I’m grateful when a new carol starts up, signaling the end of her contribution to my late afternoon as I finally nab my bag and head for the front door, my long, red wool coat waiting patiently for me.
I’m so focused on getting while the getting is good, I’m halfway into my coat before I realize someone is standing outside the doorway, peering in and I squeak in surprise—and a bit of fright—at the sight of the young woman watching me. I flash her an apologetic smile when I realize she’s not some threat lurking and gesture for her to come inside, finishing fastening the sparkly buttons at my throat over the soft faux fur neckband beneath as she hesitantly joins me.
Her dark hair sparkles with snowflakes that rapidly melt, hazel eyes wary and her smooth cheeks pink from the chilly air outside. But despite her obvious youth, there’s an aged feeling to her, as though she’s seen enough out of life that her childhood is a long-gone terrible memory.
That has me pausing and turns my empathy up to full while I continue to smile and finally speak when she doesn’t.
Daisy Bruce,
I say, offering my hand. She shakes it with some trepidation, bobbing a nod.
Hi,
she says, voice soft and cracking a little. She clears her throat before going on. Lia Trevors.
She looks around, hands shoved back into the pockets of her white puffer coat, shuffling her feet in her shaggy boots as moisture pools on the rug there to capture just such a mess. Are you a private detective?
I nod immediately, the twinge of anxiety I feel at the delay shoved firmly aside. If I don’t get out to Reading tonight, I’ll leave tomorrow after the storm, no big deal. Did you need help, Lia?
She doesn’t say anything, biting her lower lip, like she’s already decided this was a terrible decision. I see it in her face, the moment she chooses to balk and reach out to her even though she’s closed off from me, eyes shuttering, lips a thin line.
Never mind,
she mutters, spinning and pushing on