There’s so much to be excited about this month. Christmas is just a few weeks away and in a few short days, BEAUTY AND THE DECEASED will be released!
Doesn’t the cover just give you all the warm, summery beach vibes we’ll be dreaming of in a few weeks? Well, if you live in snow country, you’re probably dreaming of beach weather right now. But where I am in Connecticut, those feelings start to surface in January, when winter really hits. I’ll just stare at my book cover. 🙂
I really enjoyed writing this installment of the Resale Boutique Mystery series. It was so enjoyable hanging out with the Lucky Cove gang after being away for a few months. There’s a lot of stuff packed into this book, from a life-altering secret to backstabbing beauty influencers behaving badly.
Today I’m sharing an excerpt with you and I’m sharing the details on a pre-release giveaway! Read to the end!
Have a great day and thanks so much for stopping by today.
Kelly Quinn knew three things for
sure her first full summer back home in Lucky Cove. One—summer people were good
for business. Two—reconnecting with her cousin was just what she needed to help
deal with…well, see number three. Three—getting over a breakup is hard when you
see the guy practically every day.
leaned closer to the mirror and applied a swipe of her new favorite lipstick,
Beachy Nude by Define Beauty. The up-and-coming cosmetics company had been her
cousin’s brainchild. Becky Quinn’s obsession with makeup in her teen years had
dropped the lipstick into her vintage Gucci clutch she used as a cosmetics bag.
It had been a little treat to herself after the breakup from her boyfriend.
Luckily the consignment website she purchased it from had a payment plan. She
grappled around for her concealer and finally found the tube.
on the Define Beauty’s concealer, she knew something else for certain. And it
made her belly quiver.
secrets that bubbled below the surface could suddenly erupt, swallowing
everyone involved. Including someone like her who only knew merely about the
bad her concealer didn’t work on things like heartbreaks and secrets. She would
have purchased a vat full.
dramatic meow drew her attention from the dresser’s mirror to the floor where
her orange cat, Howard, sat staring up at her. He meowed again and ratcheted up
the drama that time. She glanced at her watch and sighed. Right on time.
furball had a schedule, and heaven forbid there was any deviation. After all,
his first nap of the morning would be after breakfast.
okay. I’m almost done.” She stepped back from the dresser and gave a final look
at her outfit. She nodded approvingly at her gray wide-leg linen blend pants
topped with a black cotton shell and paired with block-heeled sandals. It was a
fashionable yet comfortable outfit for the day ahead. Before she opened her
shop, the Lucky Cove Resale Boutique, she had an appointment with a new
consignor. According to the woman’s sister-in-law, who worked with Kelly, Camille
Donovan had a ton of clothes to sell.
lips curled up into a smile. She loved clients like Camille. And she needed
more of them.
meow, this time louder and more urgent, alerted Kelly to her cat’s growing
impatience with her dawdling. Over time, she’d learned to decipher his various
sounds and body language. It would have been a whole lot easier if he’d come
with a manual when she inherited him from her granny. Manuals would have helped
with the boutique and her apartment too. Oh, and she couldn’t forget
relationships. A how-to guide on how to repair broken relationships would have
been beneficial. Alas, there was no handbook on life. It looked like she, along
with everyone else, was learning as she went along.
zipped the cosmetics bag and carried it out of the bedroom with Howard right on
her heels. When she stopped at the small table in the hall between the coat
closet and the door, he gave her a questionable look.
who owned whom?
only dropping this into my tote,” she reassured her feline.
cell phone chimed, and she slipped it out from its pocket in the bag. Another
meow prompted her to walk and read the text simultaneously.
you were here.
Isn’t this gorgeous?
smiled at the photo of the sunrise her cousin Becky had sent. Lucky Cove didn’t
have long stretches of beach that neighboring towns had, but it rivaled them in
beauty and tranquilness. Her hometown wasn’t a flashy summer village where
people vacationed to be seen. Families and overstressed city-dwellers flocked
to the town to recharge, not to be followed around by paparazzi.
typed a reply as she entered the kitchen and nearly tripped over Howard. He was
getting excited about his breakfast.
wait to see the house.
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Debra Sennefelder is the
author of the Food Blogger Mystery series and the Resale Boutique Mystery series.
She lives and writes in Connecticut. When she’s not writing, she enjoys baking,
exercising and taking long walks with her Shih-Tzu, Connie. You can keep in touch
with Debra through her website, on Facebook and Instagram.