Erin Price is back with more tasty treats
Erin thought that after Angela Plaint’s murder was solved, everything would settle back to normal in Bald Eagle Falls and she could become part of the Norman Rockwell lifestyle. But the peaceful life that she had pictured remains elusive as her family’s past. Then her own past comes knocking on her door.
Between running the bakery and dealing with her interpersonal relationships, Erin doesn’t have a lot of time to spend delving into Auntie Clem’s genealogical records, but her chances at a happy future in Bald Eagle Falls may depend on it.
Genre: FICTION / Mystery & Detective / Cozy / Culinary4.5 stars and over 100 reviews
The door to Auntie Clem’s Bakery opened with such a wild jangle of the entrance bells that everybody looked up or turned around to see who had just come in and what the big emergency was. No one hurried in Bald Eagle Falls.
It was Lottie, another of the First Baptist ladies that Erin knew from her Sunday post-service teas. Her face was red and she leaned back against the door, breathing out a puff of breath. She was not embarrassed by having the attention of everyone in the store on her. Rather, she seemed to expect it.
“It’s Trenton,” she burst out. “Trenton Plaint.”
The blood drained from Melissa’s face. She stared at Lottie in shock. “What’s Trenton Plaint?” she said finally, forcing the words out and breaking the stunned silence.
“The out-of-state plates. The man at the bakery. It’s Trenton Plaint.”
“No.” Melissa shook her head. She looked as if she had seen a ghost. “It can’t be. This is a mistake.”
“It is!” Lottie’s voice went up a notch, petulant as a child’s. “Come and see if you don’t believe me.”
But Melissa stayed exactly where she was, frozen to the floor. Erin looked at Vic, not sure what to do. She thought she ought to offer a hand. Or a coffee. Or a good stiff drink. But she wasn’t sure. Vic, young as she was, always seemed to have a better knack for customer service than Erin did. Erin was good at the business. She was good at baking and at figuring out marketing and other things to do with the business. But it was Vic who added the warm human touch at Auntie Clem’s Bakery.
