I love it when the trees are so tall they have grown together above the lane so that I am driving in a tunnel of trees, the light just sparkling through the leaves like shiny copper pennies falling from heaven.Of course, I know Copper Ridge Ranch was named for the natural element once found in its soil, and if anything rains down on Marcus Eliott – it’s not copper. It’s thousand dollar bills.Do they even make those?If they do, I’m sure Mr. Eliott uses them like tissue paper.
I take the corner a little too fast and hear the rattle of the food trays in the back. Great, that’s all I need!On the day Marcus welcomes August Kalle into his home, I’m going to show up with a cheesecake covered in road rash!I’m lucky though. Not too much to unload on this trip.I started Carrie’s Catering because I liked to cook and I needed a job. Little did I know I’d spend most of my time being a roadie – spending more time loading and unloading the van than mixing, baking or frosting all together. But, Copper Ridge Ranch is my flagstone client. They spend so much money and time on catering Mr. Eliott once asked me to consider moving into a guest house and just living here.
Book 2 Description
I suppose there are gurus all over the world who could tell me how to relax and what I need to do to get myself in a calm, peace-filled state where my mind is open and all the answers flow toward me like lotus on a pond. If one of those masters happened to be in front of me at this moment, I would reach out, put both hands around his neck and shake him over and over screaming, “Why is everything so hard?!!!”
But, there are no gurus here.Just Jim and I standing in the lobby of the Four Seasons while he tries to explain to me how he lost August and what the plan is for finding the young addict in a huge city we can’t possibly canvas effectively.
***Content warning: For adults only!***