By Tamar Myers
Pickled...Then Potted All that is still of Lula Mae Wiggins-who drowned in a bath of inexpensive champagne on New Year's Eve-now sits in an alleged Etruscan urn in Savannah, Georgia. extra north, on the Den of Antiquity vintage store in Charlotte, North Carolina, plucky owner Abigail Timberlake is astonished to benefit that she is the only inheitor of the Wiggins property. overdue Aunt Lula Mae used to be, in the end, as far away a relative as relations can get. Arriving in picturesque Savannah, Abby makes a number of startling discoveries. First, that Lula Mae's ultimate resting pot is extra American affordable than Italian old. And moment, that there has been a really invaluable 1793 one-cent piece taped to the interior lid. maybe a coin assortment worthy thousands is hidden one of the deceased's worldly possessions-making Lula's passoing extra suspicious than orginally surmised. With the unusual visual appeal of a voodoo preistess coupled with the anxious disappearance of a enjoyed one-and with nasty kinfolk skeletons tumbling from the timber like acorns-Abby must locate her penny auntie's killer p.d.q...or she'll be as much as her ashes in deep trouble!
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He did no such thing, Mama. He merely told me the truth. Besides, yesterday you came right out and asked Ashley, the desk clerk, if she knew Lula Mae Wiggins. ” Mama paled to the color of a ripe peach. “I was testing the waters, so to speak. I was hoping the scandal had blown over. ” “Not that I was scandalized, mind you. But Abby, it really was a big deal back then—especially in our social set. ” “Yes, I can,” I said reluctantly. “My elementary A PENNY URNED 53 school was segregated, remember?
I was about to try the knob when the door opened and I found myself face to chest with the pudgy man in the white suit and tie Mama had tried to pick up the day before. He was still wearing the same suit, by the way. I could tell by a ﬂeck of orange on his left lapel. He may have been wearing the same blue shirt, but I can’t swear to it. His sparse hair was still plastered to his pate, and he was still wearing bottlethick glasses. Yup, it was deﬁnitely the same man. ” he asked almost casually. His breath smelled of curry.
She was wearing a lavender silk robe that trailed behind her like a royal train. J. or Wynnell. ” I stepped inside. “Who were you expecting? ” “Well, I was hoping for someone named Bjorn. Or Sven. ” I staggered over to the couch and collapsed. ” I gasped. Not from surprise but from exertion. Nothing Mama could do would shock me. A PENNY URNED 47 “Well, I must have gotten whiplash from that horrible fright I got last night in front of the cemetery. ” “No. But you know I don’t take no for an answer, don’t you, dear?