Миранда Джеймс - Digging Up The Dirt

“It’s all very sad,” Dickce said. “There’s Lottie, locked away in the loony bin for probably the rest of her life. Reba is facing prison for murdering three women and trying to kill two more. So many lives ruined.”

“I wonder how Martin will cope now that his mother is no longer there to look after him,” An’gel said. “Perhaps he’ll surprise us all and manage just fine.”

“He’ll have to get a job, for one thing,” Dickce said. “I suppose he’s smart enough with computers that he can find something.”

“Let’s hope so,” An’gel said.

“You’re going to have to find some new members for your garden club,” Benjy said. “Or at least for your board.”

An’gel and Dickce exchanged looks. “I hadn’t thought of that yet,” An’gel said.

“We can always ask Coriander to join,” Dickce said with an impish grin. “That ought to liven things up.”

“I daresay it will,” An’gel replied. “I think she’d be better suited to it than Hadley. In fact, I think we should discourage men from joining altogether.”

“Maybe we should simply exclude Hadley,” Dickce said. “He was at the center of all the goings-on. With him out, things might settle down and operate smoothly again, like they did before he came back.”

“We can only hope things will be quiet for a while,” An’gel said. “We’ve got to get ready for the spring garden tour, and then there’s the historical society meeting in Natchez. I’ve had enough of murder for now.” She pushed back her chair and stood. “Now, who’s for dessert?”

Peanut barked loudly, twice, and they all laughed.

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