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Father’s Day

by Cynthia Chow
& Kirsten Weiss



In a sugar-fueled bout of optimism, Valentine Harris doubled the staff of her new California coastal Pie Town shop. The future of her business depends on landing Silicon Valley’s Bar X as a client, with the first step being the pies she and her piecrust specialist Charlene McCree are providing for the Old West ghost town’s pie-eating competition.

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by Doward Wilson
& Terry Ambrose


Meet Rick Atwood and his precious ten-year-old daughter, Alex. When a woman’s body is found on the beach near their Seaside Cove Bed & Breakfast, Rick is determined to keep Alex away from the murder due to her curious nature.

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by Margaret Mendel


Pop died suddenly. There were no warnings. He had slightly elevated blood pressure and the doctor said he was pre-diabetic, but with diet and standard meds there didn’t seem to be anything to worry about. I guess when your time’s up, there’s not much you can do about it.

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by Madeline
McEwen-Asker


How could Brittany be pregnant when she was only seventeen years old? Technically Brad knew the answer to his own question, but as Brittany’s adopted Dad he didn’t want to know. He couldn’t face the “conversation,” a minefield of unexploded bombs.

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by Deborah Harter Williams


As we consider Father’s Day, it is obvious the role that fathers have played in a staple of television comedy: Father Knows Best, The Courtship of Eddie’s Father, Parenthood, Modern Family. But they are also integral to many a plot twist and emotional conflict driving drama as well, particularly in the crime and spy genre.

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by Josh Pachter


The block lettering on the pebbled glass door read “Daniel Lord, Psy.D.” The white-haired janitor fitted his master key into the lock and turned it until he heard the heavy metal bolt slide free. He pulled the key loose and slipped it into the hip pocket of his baggy coveralls, then twisted the doorknob, swung the door open and trundled his wheeled trash barrel ahead of him into the doctor’s waiting room.

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by Karen Rose Smith,
Mary McHugh &
Barbara Ross


This week we have some more recipes from mystery novels, and this time we were looking for some great recipes for your Father’s Day dinner! We have one from Silence of the Lamps by Karen Rose Smith, and one from Bossa Novas, Bikinis, and Bad Ends by Mary McHugh, and finally one from Fogged Inn by Barbara Ross. We will also be giving away copies of Silence of the Lamps and Fogged Inn (we just gave away a copy of the other book last week.) Details at the end of this post on how to enter to win, and a link you can use to purchase the books.

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by Elaine Faber


“Buckle your seatbelts. We’re coming in for a landing.” As the seaplane descended, the tiny blue patch surrounded by green became a small lake, 200 miles from the nearest Alaska town.

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by Duette Bennett



“Hey Dad, how deep is it here?” Gracie asked from the front of the boat. She was watching the line from her fishing pole continue to roll out from the reel. It had been going out for what seemed a very long time.

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by Margaret S. Hamilton



Lizzie and Nick’s trio of standard poodles charged the back gate, barking and wagging their tails. Lizzie put down her pruning shears and glanced at her husband Nick. “Who’s there?” she called.
“It’s us, Mom. Open up, before the dogs tear down the fence.”

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by Cari Dubiel



“There’s some dead bodies I need to deal with,” said my father as I walked into his room.
Dead bodies were common in Meadow Green. I walked by one on my way in, and said as much.
“What’s not common,” he observed, “is you coming to visit.”

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by Gary Hoffman



“My little green muse took a vacation again.”
“I hate that…. wait a minute. Did you say green?”
“Yeah. Sucks, but they seem to work on their own terms. And it’s green because he claims he’s related to the little green rack monster who forces me to take naps. They both claim they’re related to Kermit. Cousins on my mother’s side, I think.”

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