Mr. Bailey, who lived up Tates Creek Road from Josiah Reynolds, was awakened in the wee hours of the night to find that his covers had been pulled off. His growling Jack Russell terrier and clinging orange tabby were lying so close to him as to be almost pushing Mr. Bailey off his new mattress.
“What the . . .?” muttered Mr. Bailey, as he turned to push the cat away and question his wife of forty-seven years. “Mavis! What’s going on?” asked Mr. Bailey, as he turned on his side to find his missus wide-eyed and sitting straight up against the headboard of their new poster bed, staring into a darkened corner of their bedroom.
Mavis pointed toward the corner and croaked, “Mama’s here.”
Mr. Bailey followed his wife’s outstretched hand pointing to a dark corner where indeed stood his mother-in-law, Cordelia Sharp, wearing her favorite blue seersucker summer dress and lavender wig.
The only problem was that Cordelia Sharp had been dead for seven years.
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Terrence Bailey awakes one night to find his mother-in-law standing in a corner of his bedroom. The only problem is that his mother-in-law has been dead for seven years. Several weeks later Terrence dies of a heart attack . . . or does he?
Josiah’s nose starts twitching in a bad way when Terrence goes to the “Great Beyond” and she thinks his death has something to do with Jean Louis, an internationally-known portrait artist who has come to the Bluegrass to paint Lady Elsmere’s portrait.
She just doesn’t like Jean Louis and does some digging on him. What she finds will involve Detective Goetz and almost get her daughter, Asa, shot.
Again, Josiah blames the black earth of Kentucky for spitting back secrets that should have remained buried in the dark and bloody ground.