The Purrfect Lie (Klepto Cat Mystery Book 12) by Patricia Fry Page B
Authors: Patricia Fry
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big shindig?” Michael asked the following morning, when he awoke and saw his wife sitting in a chair across the room.
“Good morning, sleepyhead,” she said. She glanced down at her notes. “Some of them are rolling in tonight. My cousin Jimmy and his wife Belinda are bringing their fifth-wheel. I thought they could park it on that flat spot near the orchard. Okay with you?”
Michael stretched, sat up on the edge of the bed, and yawned. “Sure, that old barn slab makes a perfect RV pad.”
“Mom and Bob are coming sometime today. She wants to help with the preparations.” Savannah chuckled. “If I know her, she’ll spend most of the time entertaining Lily, which will actually be a huge help.”
Michael nodded. He stood and slipped into a pair of jeans.
“And I think Aunt Rose and Uncle Don are coming in this afternoon.” She looked at her husband. “Do you know when Marci, Eric, and the kids will be here?”
“Probably tomorrow morning…they have another commitment. They’ll be here in time for the party, though,” he said. He ran both hands through his hair and asked, “How are we doing for rooms? I’m encouraging them to stay over Saturday night. Can we accommodate them?”
“Sure,” Savannah said. “In fact we have more rooms than we need. My Aunt Rose and Uncle Don will stay with Auntie, Jimmy and his family have the RV, so we’re just accommodating Mom and Bob; Marci, Eric, and the kids; and my cousin Roxy and her family.”
“Are Arthur and Suzette going to make it?”
“I don’t think so,” Savannah said, pouting a little. “They really wanted to, but they’re so busy with the new place and Suzette is trying to transfer to a school closer to where they live.” She looked at her list and said, “There will be around thirty here tomorrow, not counting guests under the age of two. Pray for a pretty day with lots of sunshine.”
“Oh, so you think I have that kind of power, do you?” he said pulling a t-shirt over his head.
Savannah stood up and put her arms around Michael’s neck. “You have a magnificent power over me.”
“Oh yeah?” he said, pulling her tightly to him. “Want to experience some of that power now?” He looked at his watch. “I have an extra half-hour.”
“Sounds lovely,” she said, pushing a few stubborn strands of his hair off his forehead. She kissed him, then pulled back and said, “But I need to keep to my schedule.”
At that, Michael grabbed the paper out of her hand, picked up the pen, and wrote something down. “There, now I’m on your schedule,” he said, smiling.
“Michael,” she yelled as he pulled her toward the bed. “I need to get Lily up.”
Meow-meow .
“And the cats…” She looked toward the bedroom door and saw Lexie gazing at them expectantly. “…and let the dog out.”
When Michael looked dejected, Savannah picked up the pen and paper, saying, “How about this? There!” she showed him, “I penciled you in for ten o’clock this evening.”
“Well, if that’s the best you can do,” he said, feigning disappointment.
“Yes, now let’s go have breakfast.” She kissed him on the neck and said, in a throaty voice, “You’re going to need your strength, big boy.”
****
By ten thirty that evening, Margaret and Max were ushering her sister Rose and her husband out to their car for the short ride to the Sheridan home.
“Thank you, Max, for the wonderful meal,” Savannah said. “Everyone enjoyed it.”
“Oh, that was the best beef stew I’ve ever eaten,” Rose said, stepping out through the door after Margaret. She stopped and hugged Savannah. “Thanks for having us. Looking forward to the big party for your little one tomorrow.”
“Night, Aunt Rose…Uncle Don,” Savannah called. She took a double-take beyond the couple. “Auntie, are you all right?” she asked after seeing Margaret lose her balance momentarily.
“Yeah, just a little stumble,” she said. “You have too many steps
“Good morning, sleepyhead,” she said. She glanced down at her notes. “Some of them are rolling in tonight. My cousin Jimmy and his wife Belinda are bringing their fifth-wheel. I thought they could park it on that flat spot near the orchard. Okay with you?”
Michael stretched, sat up on the edge of the bed, and yawned. “Sure, that old barn slab makes a perfect RV pad.”
“Mom and Bob are coming sometime today. She wants to help with the preparations.” Savannah chuckled. “If I know her, she’ll spend most of the time entertaining Lily, which will actually be a huge help.”
Michael nodded. He stood and slipped into a pair of jeans.
“And I think Aunt Rose and Uncle Don are coming in this afternoon.” She looked at her husband. “Do you know when Marci, Eric, and the kids will be here?”
“Probably tomorrow morning…they have another commitment. They’ll be here in time for the party, though,” he said. He ran both hands through his hair and asked, “How are we doing for rooms? I’m encouraging them to stay over Saturday night. Can we accommodate them?”
“Sure,” Savannah said. “In fact we have more rooms than we need. My Aunt Rose and Uncle Don will stay with Auntie, Jimmy and his family have the RV, so we’re just accommodating Mom and Bob; Marci, Eric, and the kids; and my cousin Roxy and her family.”
“Are Arthur and Suzette going to make it?”
“I don’t think so,” Savannah said, pouting a little. “They really wanted to, but they’re so busy with the new place and Suzette is trying to transfer to a school closer to where they live.” She looked at her list and said, “There will be around thirty here tomorrow, not counting guests under the age of two. Pray for a pretty day with lots of sunshine.”
“Oh, so you think I have that kind of power, do you?” he said pulling a t-shirt over his head.
Savannah stood up and put her arms around Michael’s neck. “You have a magnificent power over me.”
“Oh yeah?” he said, pulling her tightly to him. “Want to experience some of that power now?” He looked at his watch. “I have an extra half-hour.”
“Sounds lovely,” she said, pushing a few stubborn strands of his hair off his forehead. She kissed him, then pulled back and said, “But I need to keep to my schedule.”
At that, Michael grabbed the paper out of her hand, picked up the pen, and wrote something down. “There, now I’m on your schedule,” he said, smiling.
“Michael,” she yelled as he pulled her toward the bed. “I need to get Lily up.”
Meow-meow .
“And the cats…” She looked toward the bedroom door and saw Lexie gazing at them expectantly. “…and let the dog out.”
When Michael looked dejected, Savannah picked up the pen and paper, saying, “How about this? There!” she showed him, “I penciled you in for ten o’clock this evening.”
“Well, if that’s the best you can do,” he said, feigning disappointment.
“Yes, now let’s go have breakfast.” She kissed him on the neck and said, in a throaty voice, “You’re going to need your strength, big boy.”
****
By ten thirty that evening, Margaret and Max were ushering her sister Rose and her husband out to their car for the short ride to the Sheridan home.
“Thank you, Max, for the wonderful meal,” Savannah said. “Everyone enjoyed it.”
“Oh, that was the best beef stew I’ve ever eaten,” Rose said, stepping out through the door after Margaret. She stopped and hugged Savannah. “Thanks for having us. Looking forward to the big party for your little one tomorrow.”
“Night, Aunt Rose…Uncle Don,” Savannah called. She took a double-take beyond the couple. “Auntie, are you all right?” she asked after seeing Margaret lose her balance momentarily.
“Yeah, just a little stumble,” she said. “You have too many steps
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