Chapter Fourteen
MEADOW LOOKED LIKE she’d just won the lottery. “I think Ramsay forgot we were there! It was a real police interview. And we got all kinds of information! Let’s go to June Bug’s bakery where we can talk about it. Oh . . . and we could have pastries.”
The idea of pastries was suddenly extremely appealing, despite the fact it was past lunchtime. Beatrice was craving carbs again. “Perfect. Let’s go.”
June Bug’s bakery was having a lull, which was nice because it gave Beatrice the chance to catch up with her a little. June Bug, who’d often seemed frantic in the past as she scuttled around from part-time job to part-time job, had really settled in at her bakery. She had Rowesa to help her with the customer-facing part of the job and the cleaning, and that left June Bug able t
