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Teaser Tuesday

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http://shouldbereading.blogspot.com "The Observer had carried a rather graphic description of the incident, and a number of folks wanted to know the exact spot where June's body had come to rest. I had, of course, removed the Louis XIV chair that June had inadvertently dismantled, but the rest of the display remained the same--that is until I discovered that the items in the immediate vicinity sold like hotcakes. Thanks to a ghoulish public and my own lack of good taste, I spent the bulk of the day hauling merchandise over to the window display area. The rest of my day was spent at the cash register."

First Chapter, First Paragraph

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http://bibliophilebythesea.blogspot.com Brother Robber Helene Christaller The hut hung like a swallow's nest on the southern slope of the Apennines. Built of the same stone as the rock on which it stood, it appeared a part of nature, not a work of man. A small window opening was stopped with straw to keep out the cold wind that blew over the mountains." 

Oven Baked Secrets by Tyora Moody

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I am keeping up with this series. I love the main character, Eugeena Patterson. In this cozy, many themes are covered: Alzheimer's disease, elder abuse, interracial dating, racism and there are big, fat secrets. All of these issues revolve around the Hillcrest Manor Nursing Home. This is where Eugeena spends a great deal of time visiting her first white friend, Louise who through the years has become her best friend. Soon Louise's life will change quite a bit. Her son, William is murdered and she meets a daughter, Clarice, and a granddaughter, Roscelyn for the first time. As if one murder were not enough to deal with in her life, Louise also deals with the loss of her favorite nurse, Pat. Eugeena does a wonderful job at playing the Snooping sleuth. It is Eugeena who constantly supports Louise through the hard times in the hospital. While doing difficult detective work, Eugeena dates Amos, her next door neighbor. I can't wait to see how this relationship

A Stitch In Crime by Cathy Elliott

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I didn't realize that a corpse in a cozy was a criteria for me. I spent quite a bit of time waiting for Mary Alice, a dear and wealthy friend, of Thea's to die from her hit over the head. She didn't die. She remained in the hospital. Then, she recovered and was able to return home. I'm still puzzling over why the author didn't kill her off. It would have made a good mystery. Daughter and grandnephew or grandson are in the bedroom when she is whacked over the head. Sometimes Kenneth is the great nephew than he becomes the grandson. I decided to just call him Mary Alice's relative. The townspeople know all about Larkin's Treasure. It's a well told legend. It's a Crazy Quilt. Somewhere on this quilt are embellishments or maybe a map or letter stuffed inside its creases. These are the instructions to where to find the gold. It's hard to think of the treasure because Thea, owner of the Antique Emporium is having a very hard time planning the qu

The Penelopiad by Margaret Atwood

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The Penelopiad by Margaret Atwood opened my eyes to the wonders of Mythology. I now know Penelope's story and her Cousin Helen's story along with the tales about Odysseus and Telemachus, the son of Penelope and Odysseus. In everyday language, Margaret Atwood took me back to the romance and capture of Helen, to the long days and nights spent by Penelope as she waited for Odysseus return from afar after years and years had passed. It's like reading the Journal of Penelope. I could see and understand her feelings of envy over Helen's flirtatious, wild beauty. I hope to read Oryx and Crake. I've been in a Margaret Atwood mood for a few weeks now.

Yellow Moon by Jewell Parker Rhodes

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"Wind light stirred the blackbird mobile. Only in the Deep South did folks believe blackbirds were good luck, carrying souls of slaves who'd escaped slavery by growing wings. Some went back to Africa and became people again; others, preferred being birds, flying through clouds, across seas, and into forests."

Wondrous Words

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http://bermudaonion.wordpress.com Paris, 7 A.M. by Elizabeth Bishop   It is like introspection to stare inside, or retrospection a star inside a rectangle, a recollection:  Elizabeth Bishop The Complete Poems 1927 1979 http://www.thefreedictionary.com/Retrospection retrospection   To look back on or think about (things past).