Ned wanted nothing more than to spend Christmas with her uncle, Javin Granger, her last living relative. It had been forty years since she and her family left her hometown of Ednalee, Oklahoma; now, she was back, hiding from an experience in Atlanta and needing the peace and quiet of the old Victorian house her […]
Nov 29, 2022
The Discovery
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Agnes descended step after slow step, gripping the side railing. Clara had a death grip on the back of Agnes’ shirt. Maybelle’s miserable howl sounded closer. Reaching the bottom, she shone her light around the basement. Where had the two animals gone? They had seemingly vanished. She shivered. It was cold down here and […]
Sep 20, 2022
Secret of Singing Pines
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This is an excerpt from the fifth book in the Ned McNeil series, The Secret of Singing Pines. It is a work in progress. The fourth one, Murder By Moonlight is on Amazon. Have you read it? Strange house, strange bed—it was no wonder I had a tough time falling asleep that night. Of […]
Sep 9, 2022
The Secret of Singing Pines
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Okay, Cozy Critters, and anyone else who has an opinion. What do you think of this as an opening for my fifth Ned McNeil moonlight mystery? I’m not going to finish this here, I’m working on it, though. Just wanted to ask if this is an opening that makes you want to read more. What […]
Aug 20, 2022
Lost in the Darkness
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Stuffing the phone back into my pocket, and wiping my eyes, I shone the flashlight at walls and ceiling. Nothing there gave me any hope. The beam above me groaned as more dirt sifted down. How long would it be until the ceiling collapsed? Even though it looked like the builders of this tunnel […]
Aug 8, 2022
Chapter Four, The Key
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I couldn’t believe the purse was gone. I looked under the table and all around the dining room. Had I forgotten that I put it away some place? A frantic search of my house led me to only one conclusion–my cousins had taken it. But, why? Goosebumps ran up my arms and my hands felt […]
