It’s time for another edition of Wednesday Briefs. Yay! Are you ready for more of the story I started last week? I sure hope so! This week, I chose a prompt composed of three words. The words include: cemetery, cranky, and charm. I think I put them to good use in the story!! Let me know what you think by leaving a comment *grins*
Here we go . . .
Ghostly Blues in the Big Easy, Part 2
The next day I tossed and turned, only managing a little sleep. One of the downsides of working odd hours meant I passed the daylight hours buried under the covers, taking full advantage of my awesome blackout drapes. It didn’t hurt that my windows faced west—thank you, Damien for that! After my grandma passed, I inherited her shotgun-style house. While it was cute, it needed work, and I didn’t have the time or energy for repairs. Then, along came Katrina, and well, it was more cost-effective to bulldoze the house than rebuild it. Damien had a fabulous mansion in the Garden District so he offered me a place to call home. Last year we adopted Brock so the three of us lived in the mansion and ran our consulting business out of the carriage house. Talk about a nice commute!
“Luce, you awake?” A light tapping sounded at my door. Brock. Maybe he found something helpful in his research.
I groaned, a tad cranky. I loved my bed, but I guessed it was time to face the day—er, night.
“D just made a pot of fresh coffee.” Brock knew the magic words to get me to move faster. “Come down to the library once you’ve got your face on.” Continue reading “Wednesday Briefs: Ghostly Blues Part 2”