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The Last Word (A Books by the Bay Mystery)

The Last Word (A Books by the Bay Mystery)

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Autoren: Ellery Adams
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keeper’s cottage and headed into town for the puppy. Wary of the storm, Miss Leona had closed the library early and had headed home, guiltily leaving the young dog in his crate in the staff room. The pup whined and yelped in fear as the rain smacked against the roof and the wind shook the trees around the building.
    Hearing his cries, Olivia’s mother rushed into the library, leaving sodden boot prints on the carpet in her wake. She touched the puppy’s silken ears and stroked him tenderly. But he wouldn’t be consoled, so she grabbed the crate and tried to comfort the shivering pup after she’d settled him onto the passenger seat. Seconds later, a rotten telephone pole crashed through the windshield, killing the young wife and mother instantly.
    The dog was unharmed.
    Olivia never laid eyes on the puppy. And she planned to never go near the library again. Yet here she was.
    “I guess we’ll find out if the current librarians like dogs,” she told Haviland and resolutely made her way toward the double doors.
    The building had been given a facelift while Olivia was away at school. The facade was a mass of sparkling glass windows through which metal sculptures of flying gulls hung from vaulted ceilings. Their steel wings caught the light and threw reflections onto the lobby’s tiled floor.
    “Lovely,” Olivia remarked as Haviland sniffed a rolling cart containing hardcovers for sale at a dollar apiece. “Anything good?” she asked him and then noticed a copy of The Barbed Wire Flower on the top shelf. Thinking the book might serve as a useful prop when she tried to glean information on Nick Plumley’s current research, Olivia took it from the cart along with a copy of Jodi Picoult’s latest release.
    “I should shop here more often,” she murmured, recalling how awkward it had felt the last time she’d patronized her former lover’s bookstore.
    She hesitated at the automatic door leading to a spacious carpeted area where the most popular fiction releases were displayed on shelves of blond wood. Olivia knew that while most local businesses welcomed Haviland and knew that he had impeccable manners, there were merchants who preferred him to remain in the Range Rover while Olivia did her shopping.
    Olivia tended to judge people based on their reaction to her constant companion. As she approached the circulation desk, she steeled herself against possible disapproval and kept her gaze deliberately fixed upon the woman behind the counter. Olivia didn’t dare glance in the direction of the reference desk. That had been her mother’s desk, her mother’s blue swivel chair, her mother’s perfume clinging to the flyers and bookmarks and summer reading lists. If Olivia turned, she might be haunted by the sound of a tender whisper or a sweet smile.
    “Livie?” A woman’s voice inquired softly. “My gracious, after all this time!”
    Olivia knew her instantly. “Miss Leona. I can’t believe it’s you!”
    The older woman chuckled, hiding her mirth behind her hand. “Well now, I haven’t been a ‘miss’ for decades, dear. I’m Mrs. Fairchild, but since I’ve known you since you were in diapers, you can just call me Leona.”
    Olivia was amazed that Leona was still working at the same library after all these years. She’d been younger than Olivia’s mother and had aged gracefully. Now in her midfifties, Leona’s bright blond hair had become a darker, more muted shade, like the beach at twilight. She had laugh lines radiating from the corners of her gull gray eyes, and her figure was fuller, but she carried her extra weight well on her tall frame. Unruffled by Olivia’s scrutiny, she gazed at the daughter of her old friend with a frank gentleness unchanged by the passage of time.
    To Olivia’s extreme annoyance, she suddenly felt shy and uncertain in the librarian’s presence. Not only was Leona one of the few townsfolk who’d known her as a child, but she’d also been privy to the intimate thoughts and secret longings of Olivia’s mother.
    “Is it okay for Haviland to be here?” Olivia whispered.
    Grinning, Leona reached out and stroked the poodle. “As long as he doesn’t lift his leg on the periodicals, it’s fine by me.” Her smile disappeared. “I know it wasn’t easy for you to come in, but I believe your sweet mama would have expected you to be a regular patron. There wasn’t a day that went by when she didn’t try to find you a special book or ask the other librarians for

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