Red was finishing up the closing ritual at the M3 Coffee Shoppe when she noticed a lady out on the patio with her feet pulled up in the chair and a journal on her knees. She recognized the poet’s pose and wandered out to see what Emma McClain was writing in her version of Mantra’s […]
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Red nearly dropped an entire tray of blueberry cream stuffed croissants on the floor when she heard a woman’s voice order a Coca-Cola at the counter. When she popped out of the kitchen to see Ann Uhry Abrams smiling at the cashier, she told someone else to grab the tray to put in the display […]
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Red was building Napoleons…raspberry Napoleons…when she heard the faint lilt of zydeco coming from the café. Who was sitting in the Coffee Shoppe with a group of the regulars? Someone from home: Karen Jourden. She popped the Napoleons in the case and headed out with a pair of cuppas to talk about politics, poetry and […]
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The morning’s scones were golden triangles, perfectly balanced with with orange and cranberries. A sweet perfume was pervasive in the café long before the oven’s timer beeped. Red dropped her oven mitts in the basket and went out to see what sweetness was emanating from the dining room. It was Nightmare Fuel. Who did she find […]
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Red took the coffee cake out of the oven and set it on the rack to cool. Out in the café, she heard men speaking in Russian. Ever curious, she rounded the corner to see Dr. Cliff Bacchus with a few friends discussing the cancer society and murder. It was time for her to find […]
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