Ah, September. The beginning of fall, the months that end in -ber, and what I like to call pie season. (And let's not forget pumpkin spice everything). But just because someone drops dead after eating one of my pies does not mean I did it. Allie is reveling in the fall seasonβthe crisp morning air,
Gnome for Halloween: A Freshly Baked Cozy Mystery
β Scribed by Kathleen Suzette
- Book ID
- 112181496
- Publisher
- Kathleen Suzette
- Year
- 2022
- Tongue
- English
- Weight
- 79 KB
- Category
- Fiction
- ASIN
- B0BCNZRCJ9
No coin nor oath required. For personal study only.
β¦ Synopsis
They say you can never go home again, but I say otherwise. Just don't expect things to be the same as when you left, and you'll be fine. And ignore the dead woman. If you can.
With her first grandbaby on the way, Allie misses her mother and feels nostalgic for the town where she grew up. A trip to Goose Bay, Alabama, is in order where she and the women in her family are planning an early baby shower for the new arrival just days before Halloween.
Allie's Aunt Loretta has moved in and is a bit more cantankerous than she remembers. When one of the ladies from church is murdered, Aunt Loretta is accused of the crime. Can Allie and the crew find the real killer, or will they discover that Aunt Loretta isn't who she seems to be?
Welcome to Sandy Harbor, Maine-er, um, Goose Bay, Alabama, a small town with a lot of heart. And a dead body or two.
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