By Casey Daniels
What occurred to named Lucy one evening in 1966 after a Beatles live performance? She rushed the level, kissed Paul, begun domestic together with her pals, and used to be by no means obvious again-until cemetery consultant and accidental PI to the useless Pepper Martin sees her as a ghost. Lucy's spirit cannot relaxation in peace until eventually her physique is located and buried. yet how will Pepper song down a lacking corpse after forty-five years?
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Extra info for A Hard Day's Fright (A Pepper Martin Mystery)
It舗s no big deal,舡 she said. 舠It is a big deal. 舡 She swiped her hands over her cheeks and forced a smile. 舠Now that the concert舗s over, and the excitement舗s over舰I舗m just feeling a little melancholy, that舗s all. It舗s all because舰舡 Lucy heaved a sigh of epic proportions. 舠Well, you know how it is. You舗ve seen enough movies and read enough books. It舗s all about my lost love. 舡 I swear, my jaw hit the floor of the rapid. It was a shock to hear not only that Lucy had lost a love, but that she舗d had one I didn舗t know about in the first place.
West siders, so I舗ve heard, wouldn舗t change places with us for all the gulls on Lake Erie, preferring the roots of the working class neighborhoods that have grown and spread into communities with malls every bit as chichi as ours and burbs that might rival ours for net worth, but will never (in my humble opinion) equal ours in pizzazz. 舠I舗m heading over to my boss舗s house,舡 I explained. 舠Fortunately, she lives near the rapid line. 舡 The train bumped to a stop and the doors swooshed open, letting in a blast of damp air, and letting out some of the passengers.
Whatever style points I gave her went right down the tubes with that fashion faux pas. Unless the girl was actually trying to look like a throwback to the flower power sixties. Or if she was dead. Dang! I gave myself a mental slap. I should have picked up on the whole dead thing right away. And not just because nothing says resting but not in peace like retro clothing and out-of-date makeup, but because the people standing in the aisle shivered when she passed. See, as anybody who舗s ever gotten too close knows, the dead are sort of their own little freeze machines.