My friend Peg asked for the next installment of the Miss Tootsie mystery. So, OK Peg, here it is:   A cold prickle of fear ran down Miss Tootsie’s back. What had disturbed Cocoa? What did the little dog hear or smell? Should she waken the others? Had Cocoa heard an owl or a coyote […]

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Intruder

Miss Tootsie glanced at the three women who sat in front of the fireplace with her. The small blaze still put out some warmth but they were all three wrapped in quilts or afghans. The chill Miss Tootsie felt seemed to have seeped all the way into her bones.                 “You know, never in all […]