Lady Blackwing Screws Up: Lady Blackwing, #4
By Devorah Fox
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Mercedes is just trying to make her way through life: taking classes, working her shift as a Kaffeteria barista, and writing short stories that she never seems to finish. A minor accident imbues her with startling powers she can't control. She can project future events and rewrite the past but with disastrous consequences.
Stricken by a regular customer's misery, Mercedes uses her Lady Blackwing superpowers and conjures up a remedy. It backfires horribly and unleashes a terrifying specter. If Mercedes can't figure out how to undo it, Antoinette will be forever doomed.
Devorah Fox
It’s said of Devorah Fox that she writes outside the box. Its feelings hurt, the box gets up and stomps off. So she writes about that, too. A multi-genre author, she has written a best-selling epic fantasy series, “The Bewildering Adventures of King Bewilliam,” as well as an acclaimed mystery and a popular thriller, and co-authored a contemporary thriller with Jed Donellie. She contributed short stories to a variety of anthologies, penned several Mystery and Fantasy Short Reads, and has several five-star ghostwriting projects to her name. Born in Brooklyn, New York, she now lives on the Texas Gulf Coast with rescued tabby cats ... and a dragon named Inky.
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Lady Blackwing Screws Up - Devorah Fox
Chapter One
Crazy Woman
The Kaffeteria entry door chimed. Mercedes looked up from the sink where she washed white ceramic mugs and glanced at the digital wall clock. Four-twenty. She grinned. Yup, right on time, more or less.
Mercedes rinsed the cup, grabbed a towel, and dried on her way to grab another cup. She would need two. In the past few weeks on Friday, a woman would arrive shortly after four. She'd order two small coffees, one decaf, one regular, for here. Picking up a sugar packet, she'd carry the drinks to a two-top where she stirred the sugar into the regular brew. Then she sat and sipped the decaf. The sweetened regular sat untouched and cooling across the table.
Mercedes didn't always catch when the woman left. Sometimes Mercedes focused on filling orders, busy with evening rush hour. When she did get a chance to look up, Mercedes saw the woman carry the two cups to the dirty dishes
bus bin. Mercedes never did see that anyone had joined the woman.
Crazy, Mercedes would think, shaking her head. At least the woman was harmless. The Kaffeteria had its share of disruptive customers who had no business fueling their madness with caffeine. Music buffs so enamored of their favorite artist felt compelled to share their tunes with the entire room. They had to be asked to use earbuds. Poets recited and politicos ranted at volumes exceeding the range of the table at which they sat. The manager-on-duty rarely did anything about it. The policy of the Kaffeteria's owner was to indulge their idiosyncrasies if the rabble-rousers weren't causing damage, provoking complaints, or driving off other customers.
The wackiest thing that the crazy woman ever did was pay for a cup of coffee that she didn't consume. She never complained the drink hadn't been prepared right nor did she ask to be refunded the price of the untouched beverage.
As expected, Crazy Woman stepped up to the order counter.
The usual?
Mercedes asked, halfway to preparing it.
Not today,
Crazy Woman replied.
Oh?
Mercedes said. This was interesting.
A faint, pale-lipsticked smile brightened eyes only lightly webbed by crow's-foot wrinkles. In a car coat over a striped top and comfort-fit jeans, with minimal jewelry and her salt-and-pepper hair in a neat pageboy, she looked less like a disturbed woman and more like a pleasant, middle-aged lady.
Today is a special day. It's my husband's birthday. We're celebrating. So make it two café mochas. With whipped cream. And chocolate chips. The works.
You got it,
Mercedes said. As she fixed the drinks, she rattled the mystery around in her head. Perhaps Crazy Woman arrived first, planning to meet her husband who didn't make it. A doctor or a lawyer delayed at work? Well, today was special. The dude damn well better show up. Mercedes swirled a neat crown of whipped cream atop the drinks. She sprinkled on the chips and called out that the order was ready. Crazy—or maybe not so crazy—Woman collected her drinks and took them to a table.
A few orders later, Mercedes glanced across the room. Crazy Woman's husband had yet to join her. Mercedes grabbed a chocolate muffin, topped it with sprinkles from the gelato case, and carried it to the woman's table. Compliments of the house,
she said. Happy birthday to your husband.
She regarded the second mocha. I hope he gets here before the whipped cream completely deflates.
The woman looked up, started to smile, then burst into tears.
He’s not coming,
the woman wept.
Mercedes sank into the opposite chair, then popped up as if sitting in the Crazy Woman’s husband’s chair would somehow jinx his arrival.
He’s never coming,
the woman said, dabbing her eyes with a cocktail napkin.
Never coming? Maybe Crazy Woman had just learned that Husband filed for divorce, Mercedes thought.
Crazy Woman blew her nose. He ... he’s dead.
Chapter Two
Dining with a Ghost
Her knees weak, Mercedes needed to sit, but rather than take the seat meant for the husband, she pulled another chair over. I’m sorry.
Oh, you didn’t know. You were trying to be nice.
He’s dead? Husband is dead?
It was months ago. I should be used to it by now.
Months ago? All this time, Crazy Woman has been having coffee with a ghost?
Crazy Woman sipped her coffee. We used to come here a lot. We’d duck out of work early on a Friday.
Here? Not for drinks?
That’s where Mercedes would go sometimes after a particularly grueling week: an after-hours place frequented by others in the food service industry who got off work well after all the other bars had closed.
Crazy Woman shook her head. We weren’t cocktail people. We liked coffee a lot.
Mercedes thought it was odd that she hadn’t noticed them before. But a perfectly normal-looking couple ordering plain coffees during the afternoon rush hour wouldn’t have caught her attention. It was the half-caf-nonfat-soy-milk-foam-free-cappuccino drinkers that she remembered, and the ones who were so impatient that they fidgeted as if they had already had too much coffee.
After he died, I just kept coming. It helps me to feel like he’s not quite gone. I guess that sounds a little crazy.
Any minute now I’ll be crying myself, Mercedes thought. Probably not crazier than visiting a grave. That comforts people,
she replied.
True, but I wouldn’t be doing that anyway,
the woman said. He was cremated. I keep the ashes in an urn on the mantle. Does that sound gross?
Kind of. Or maybe not. Mercedes wasn’t sure.
The woman picked at the muffin. He would have liked this. He liked chocolate.
Well, uh, you and your husband—or his spirit—you just keep coming back here, OK?
The woman smiled weakly. Thank you. You’ve been very kind.
She glanced across the room. "But I think you’d better get back to work. You’ve got quite