Ten Hoards a-Reaping
By Patti Larsen
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It's beginning to look a lot like theft--and murder! When Persephone Pringle attends a holiday market with her daughter, she witnesses a not-very-cheery confrontation between a strange young woman and the town's new Santa. But when Seph returns to exchange a gift, she stumbles on St. Nick's dead body--and a murder investigation! With only a very short time to solve it before the kiddies are disappointed--with a mysterious jewelry heist ring in the mix--can she solve the crime, or will the killer make sure this is her very last Christmas?
Patti Larsen
About me, huh? Well, my official bio reads like this: Patti Larsen is a multiple award-winning author with a passion for the voices in her head. But that sounds so freaking formal, doesn’t it? I’m a storyteller who hears character's demands so loudly I have to write them down. I love the idea of sports even though sports hate me. I’ve dabbled in everything from improv theater to film making and writing TV shows, singing in an all girl band to running my own hair salon.But always, always, writing books calls me home.I’ve had my sights set on world literary domination for a while now. Which means getting my books out there, to you, my darling readers. It’s the coolest thing ever, this job of mine, being able to tell stories I love, only to see them all shiny and happy in your hands... thank you for reading.As for the rest of it, I’m short (permanent), slightly round (changeable) and blonde (for ever and ever). I love to talk one on one about the deepest topics and can’t seem to stop seeing the big picture. I happily live on Prince Edward Island, Canada, home to Anne of Green Gables and the most beautiful red beaches in the world, with my pug overlord and overlady, six lazy cats and Gypsy Vanner gelding, Fynn.
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Ten Hoards a-Reaping - Patti Larsen
Ten Hoards a-Reaping
A Persephone Pringle Cozy Mystery
Patti Larsen
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© Copyright 2023 by Patti Larsen
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Chapter One
My boots crunched over the skiff of fresh snow that still lined the path into the park, the cloudy sky overhead threatening more, crisp scent on the chill air a perfect pairing to the happy counterpoint of the holiday market stalls. I loved this time of year, early December so full of joy and promise, Thanksgiving already over and done with and the rest of the holiday season stretching out toward the turn of the calendar. There was something purely delightful about wrapping up the old and heading into the new, something that had been a constant for me this year in particular. The fact I’d been encountering a lot of firsts over the past six months since my divorce was finalized had me relishing in the experiences as they came and went.
My parting from my husband of over twenty years was amicable and my decision helped a great deal. I had friends who’d endured far worse when their partnerships had dissolved, so I knew just how lucky I was things had gone the way they did. Clean, with caring on both sides and our beautiful daughter, Calliope, fully on board, all meant my newfound singlehood wasn’t the sad affair it could certainly have been. I inhaled a deep, fresh breath of air as I passed the first white and red striped tent, the taste of cinnamon and pine now in the back of my throat from the bakery selling delicious treats making me pause and consider taking home some of the sticky buns I loved so much.
Mom!
I looked away from the lure of the treats to smile at the two young women approaching at a hurried walk, arm in arm. My daughter and her best friend couldn’t have been more different in appearance. Calliope’s round cheeks and curly light brown hair, not to mention her short and stocky build, were all courtesy of her father, as were her wide, hazel eyes. In stark contrast, Thalia Vesterville, the recent heiress to the massive Vesterville fortune and new mistress of the manor house, tended toward pale and ethereal, her long, blonde hair almost white, blue eyes so light they seemed translucent. Since Thalia’s inheritance of her family’s estate and affairs, Calliope had been living with her in the massive manor house, something that still concerned me. The two of them rattling around that giant stone mansion, with its echoes of old hurt and discontent, still had me making up unnecessary stories about the influence the pile of brick, wood and ancient history could have on them. Silly, really. They were obviously very happy and Thalia’s bright smile when she hugged me matched my daughter’s.
I didn’t know you two were coming to this today.
Not that I hadn’t asked, though I’d made the trek alone, another chance to do something on my list of firsts.
Last minute decision,
Calliope said, hugging me in turn. She looked up at Thalia with a grin pulling her full lips askew. Lia wanted to get something for Dad for Christmas even though he said he didn’t want a gift.
I suppressed the lone twinge I’d felt to this point, and let it go. Holistic therapist or not, I’d been known not to take my own advice a time or two, but this wasn’t one of them. Because my single regret in my series of firsts? The fact that Calliope had already informed me she planned to spend Christmas Day with her father, since, according to her, he needed her more than I did.
Fair enough. Never mind he’d also had her for Thanksgiving. Grumble.
Just something small,
Thalia said, her soft voice chiding as her huge eyes met mine. I can’t show up without a gift.
I patted her hand and nodded. It’s very sweet of you.
I was already sorting through the resentment and shedding it as quickly as it came. Because Calliope was right. Trent wasn’t handling singlehood as well as I was. And there would be other Christmases, other holiday seasons. Besides, I had some big plans for myself for the holidays that were only possible because my daughter chose her father over me.
Oh, dear. Not so over it, after all.
Calliope must have seen it in my face because hers immediately fell. Mom, maybe we should do a family Christmas this year.
She looked up at Thalia again, her friend’s expression suddenly concerned as well. I don’t want you to be alone.
That stiffened my spine and had me moving immediately. I hooked arms with both girls and drew them along, away from the seduction of sweets and deeper into the market, smiling until it felt real.
I’m making my own new traditions this year,
I said as brightly as I could, and meant it. I’m making curry for me, and I bought Bella an expensive piece of salmon.
My fluffy white therapy cat, Belladonna, was the joy of my life and of my clients and she deserved a nice feast herself. I picked up my favorite gin and I plan to drink the whole bottle all by myself.
Thalia giggled. Callie told me you’ve been buying yourself things.
She let out a soft sigh, contented as she leaned into me while we strolled to the next booth in the line. That’s lovely, Seph.
I nodded, beaming now, wishing I could snag the adorable black knit hat she’d chosen to wear, fur bobble wobbling, instead of the stylish and not really very warm beret I’d chosen to cap my blonde pixie cut. Style over comfort, you betcha. Hey, I was on my own, and looking good was suddenly a priority, thanks. I’ve been picking up little things for months,
I said, and tucking them away. I forget most of what I bought.
The back of my walk-in closet was a nest of boxes, bags and packages. I’m going to open them all Christmas morning and have a fantastic time doing it.
No turkey?
Calliope wrinkled her button nose, stopping to sniff a candle before waving to the vendor and carrying on. The sun broke through the clouds a moment, lighting her hair with hints of gold and red. What’s Christmas without turkey, Mom?
Cherise invited me over for some if I decide I want it,
I said. My dear friend, Wallace town Sheriff Cherise King, had made the offer as soon as she heard Calliope was going to Trent’s for both holidays, but I’d turned her down. I loved her and her family, but sympathy dinner wasn’t on the menu for Persephone Pringle’s first single Christmas.
I’m just worried about you.
Calliope stopped and squeezed my hand, Thalia pausing as well. They were so beautiful, both of them, I could barely stand it, wanting to hug them all over again and never let them go.
I have everything I need,
I said, touching her round cheek with my gloved fingertips before pulling her to me and squeezing her so hard she squeaked.
Love you, Mom,
she whispered.
Love you, too,
I whispered back.
I wished that moment