“I don’t mind.”
“How about seven?”
“Seven’s good. Is this place dressy?”
Sam thought for a while.
“That black dress you wore last Thursday night would be about right.”
Bethie was closing in.
“You know,” Sam said to Hunter as he stood up to leave, “I’m really much better at planning this sort of thing than you are.”
“In this one instance,” Hunter said, “possibly.”
Hi Nikki
Yes, it really is all over. Well, there’ll be the trial, but I have to say that I’m looking forward to that. Thanks for all the compliments on the photos. That means a lot.
Yes, it was the handsome doctor I mentioned earlier. I was right in the kitchen with the murderer.
No, the picture of Sam is not flattering. In fact, it’s not even that good. He’s way better looking than that.
I’ve got a lot to tell you, but will wait until next weekend when I’m there for the show, because it is truly stuff that requires a half gallon of Rocky Road ice cream.
The End
Table of Contents
Copyright
DEEP SOUTH DEAD
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Chapter 25
Chapter 26
Chapter 27
Chapter 28
Chapter 29
Chapter 30