By Anne George
These hilarious southern sisters, who end up that sibling competition by no means ends, are heading for a holiday on the seashore. Mary Alice's flamboyant habit apart, critical, good Patricia Anne appears ahead to stress-free at her sister's beachfront house in Destin, Florida, so she kisses her ever-loving wife Fred god-bye, reminds him to water the vegetation and feed the puppy, and the ladies head south for a few fin within the solar. Mary Alice loses no time in making the acquaintance of virtually every body in sight, so staring at the solar pass down at the appealing shorelines of the Gulf of Mexico is a welcome respite so far as Patricia Anne is worried. . .until a useless physique washes up within the waves and the sufferer seems to be one in every of Mary Alice's newfound acquaintances. without witnesses t the crime other than a number of nice blue herons, the sisters haven't any selection yet to avoid the clueless police and stick with their very own intuition to discover the killer. ahead of lengthy they_re on a murky path of soiled real-estate offers, enormous turtle habitats, and a sea of proof pointing to a huge intent for assassin.
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He’s in real estate development. ” “Absolutely. ” “At a party at the museum. ” “Really? Well, anyway, this was a wine tasting party and you’re allergic to alcohol so you didn’t miss anything. But something just told me to wear my black dress without a back. You know how those little voices just come to me sometimes? ’” I pushed my empty cup away. ” Mary Alice scowled at me. “Do you want to hear this or not? ” “Well, there I was at the museum in my black, backless dress talking to Gertrude Stacy and I heard this man’s voice say, ‘You have the loveliest back I’ve ever seen,’ and I turned around and saw this handsome man—I mean an Adonis, Mouse—walking away, and I thought he might have been talking to someone else though Gertrude said no, it was me he was talking to.
I put the book on the nightstand and turned out my light. ” “You too, Mama. ” The sheets were cool and crisp; the air conditioner made a slight humming noise. My sweet Fred over there in Atlanta. Sleep tight, darling. Fred and I are at the World Trade Center. “Get in the elevator,” he says. ” says a woman’s voice behind me. ” “Stupid! Stupid! ” But it’s not Fred. It’s a man I’ve never seen before. His face is contorted with anger. ” I ask him, grabbing his arm. “You stupid bitch! ” The elevator closes and I wake with a start, my heart pounding.
My sweet Fred over there in Atlanta. Sleep tight, darling. Fred and I are at the World Trade Center. “Get in the elevator,” he says. ” says a woman’s voice behind me. ” “Stupid! Stupid! ” But it’s not Fred. It’s a man I’ve never seen before. His face is contorted with anger. ” I ask him, grabbing his arm. “You stupid bitch! ” The elevator closes and I wake with a start, my heart pounding. In a moment I remember where I am, and by the light filtering around our blinds, I can see that Haley is sleeping soundly.