By Heather Webber
There is a serpent free in Nina's backyard ... Nina Colette Ceceri Quinn's company, Taken unexpectedly -- a landscaping enterprise focusing on shock backyard makeovers -- is the single factor in her lifestyles that appears to be like thriving. Her marriage to adulterous police detective Kevin Quinn has wilted. Her delinquent stepson Riley is spreading difficulty round like smelly manure. Even her gardening instruments are disappearing, together with a slightly precious set of hoes. Worst of all, the pleasant previous guy who first brought her to the thrill of horticulture is lifeless -- and never by means of average factors. anything evil has taken root in Nina's Ohio small city, and the neighborhood police -- together with dearly unbeloved Kev -- are baffled. yet it is outstanding what a imaginative gardener can dig up whilst she places her brain to it -- although, via sticking her arms too deeply into this fetid, fertile soil, Nina may well good turn out planted underneath her personal petunias.
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Panic laced Claudia’s tone as she said, “Your design did have ﬂowers, right? ” “Deanna’s bringing them later. ” “Oh, thank God. Mamma loves ﬂowers. ” Her cell phone rang, and she scurried away to answer it. Kit lumbered over, all six-foot-ﬁve, 250 well-muscled pounds of him. “Hey, boss. ” he asked, though by the glint in his eye he knew darn well why I was there. I hedged. ” A smile curled up one corner of his mouth. ” I pulled him aside. Thankfully, he went willingly or I wouldn’t have been able to budge him.
Look, Nina, about what happened, with the boxers . ” Shaking my head, I held up the plunger, stopping him. I didn’t want to hear it. It was too much for me to handle right now. “I think you should go. ” “This is still my house too, Nina. ” I said softly. Too softly. When my voice dropped that low, it was a sign of danger, and he knew it. Kevin snapped his mouth closed. ” He started for the door. I followed him to make sure he really went. On the front porch, he turned to face me. He opened his mouth, closed it again.
I knew where the farm was, had been there many, many times during my teen years, when I used to tag along after Bridget and Tim because I had nothing better to do and no one else to do it with. I slowed for a yellow light at the corner of Millson and Liberty. Up ahead, behind the do-it-yourself car wash, I could see the rooﬂine of Sandowski’s Farm. Stores crowded each corner of the intersection. A supermarket, a pharmacy, a Mickey D’s, and a gas station. My eyes swept it all in, remembering it as it was ten, ﬁfteen years ago, when there was nothing here but open ﬁelds, wandering cows, and an endless blue sky.