Ann B. Ross - Miss Julia Rocks the Cradle
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In the latest installment of this bestselling series Miss Julia vows to mind her own business-but can she succeed? Miss Julia has promised her husband, Sam, to mind her own business. What a relief! She doesnt have to spring into action when a dead body is found in a toolshed six blocks from her house. Instead, she can concentrate on whats really important-like figuring out whos been passing bad checks in her name and, most important, preparing for Hazel Maries impending due date. Then again, who else can figure out why that awful Thurlow Jones is trying to cast suspicion on someone Miss Julia feels certain is innocent? And, after all, what Sam doesnt know wont hurt him, right? Miss Julias investigative work on the possible murders-of her financial reputation and of the person in the toolshed-keeps her buzzing. But the sudden arrival of Hazel Maries twins during a fierce blizzard brings a whole new set of challenges and a double helping of trouble for Ann B. Rosss indomitable southern heroine.
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Alsoby Ann B. Ross
Miss Julia Renews Her Vows
Miss Julia Delivers the Goods
Miss Julia Paints the Town
Miss Julia Strikes Back
Miss Julia Stands Her Ground
Miss Julias School of Beauty
Miss Julia Meets Her Match
Miss Julia Hits the Road
Miss Julia Throws a Wedding
Miss Julia Takes Over
Miss Julia Speaks Her Mind
Miss Julia Delivers the Goods
Miss Julia Paints the Town
Miss Julia Strikes Back
Miss Julia Stands Her Ground
Miss Julias School of Beauty
Miss Julia Meets Her Match
Miss Julia Hits the Road
Miss Julia Throws a Wedding
Miss Julia Takes Over
Miss Julia Speaks Her Mind
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Chapter 1
Miss Julia, Miss Julia! The sound of Lloyds voice bounced from one end of the house to the other as the back door slammed closed with a crash.
His feet pounded through the rooms downstairs, and with a lurch of my heart, I quickly threw aside my Christmas and New Years thank-you notes for all the parties, dinners, and fruitcakes that had come our way, and hurried out on the landing.
Leaning over the railing, I called, Up here, Lloyd! Whats the matter?
He raced up the stairs and came to a sudden stop, his tennie shoes screeching on the waxed floor. Breathing fast and hard, his face pale and his hair flying around his head, he caught his breath, gasping out, Guess what just happened.
I have no idea. Calm down, now, and tell me.
Yesm, Im trying to. He took a deep breath, his eyes still big and wild looking. You wont believe it, but its all over school. Everybodys talking about it. He leaned closer and in a hoarse voice said, They found a body in Miss Pettys outhouse.
A dead one?
Yes, maam. Dead as a doornail.
In her outhouse? I didnt know anybody had outhouses these days.
Well, I guess it was more like a toolshed or something. Maybe an outbuilding, like that. Anyway, we were in our social studies classthats what Miss Petty teachesand she was asking us questions about General Custer at Little Bighorn, and Mr. Dement came and got her. He didnt say why, just told us to keep doing our work and stay in our seats until the bell rang, but Billy Hedley looked out the window and saw some cops putting Miss Petty in their car. He stopped and patted his chest, still struggling to control his breathing.
Come sit down, I said, leading him back into the bedroom where Id been trying to recover from the holidays and prepare for the advent of his mothers twin babies. Now get yourself together and tell the rest of it.
Well, he started again, when school let out, everybody kinda hung around, trying to find out what was going on. And Joyce McIntyre had been in Mr. Dements officeshe gets sent to the principals office every day, seems likeand she heard it all. These two deputies showed up, asking for Miss Petty, and Mr. Dement made his secretary take Joyce out in the hall, but not before she heard about that dead body. But nobody knows who it is or how it got there or anything, except were all afraid that Miss Petty knows something. I mean, Lloyd said, looking at me with eyes wide with wonder, why would they come get her? What if she put it there?
Oh, I wouldnt think so. Therere a lot of reasons a body might be found in somebodys toolshed, like, well, I guess a vagrant could just curl up and die. Weve had some cold nights lately. So, see, it doesnt necessarily mean someones at fault. The deputies couldve come to get your teacher just to ask questions and, of course, to tell her what theyd found. She may know nothing about it.
I hope she doesnt. Shes a good teachernot my favorite, but if you have to take social studies, which we do, then shes all right. Except when she yells. Then shes mean.
She yells? Why? I asked, thinking how unattractive it was for a teacher to yell at children, and also thinking that the boy needed a little distraction.
Oh, when somebody doesnt have their homework or when people talk in class or when you get snapped with a rubber band and you cant help but yell yourself. Like that.
Well, under those circumstances, maybe she cant help raising her voice. But, I mused, unable to distract myself, I wonder who it was who met his end in her toolshed?
Me too. Actually, though, he went on, we dont even know if its a man or a woman. Could be either one, I guess. Anyway, I was wondering if youd heard anything.
Not a word. Its been quiet all afternoon, what with Lillian out grocery shopping and Mr. Pickens taking your mother to Asheville for her checkup.
Well, I sure would like to know whats going on, Lloyd said, frowning. Maybe somethingll be on the news tonight or in the paper tomorrow. He thought it over for a few seconds, then went on. You reckon you could call Mr. Jones and ask him?
Who? You mean, Thurlow Jones?
Yesm, Miss Petty lives right behind him on that street that parallels his. I bet hed know something.
I did a little thinking it over myself. I expect he would, Lloyd. He seems to know everything that goes on in this town. But he can be, well, a little on the eccentric side, so I hesitate to get mixed up with him again. Lets wait a while and see if Sam knows anything when he gets home. And Lillian mightve heard something at the grocery store.
Okay, he said, nodding judiciously. Thatd probably be better. Mr. Jones kinda scares me too.
After assuring Lloyd that the sheriffs deputies would have the matter well in hand, I encouraged him to turn his mind to his homework until we heard more. But I couldnt turn my mind to anything else, and instead of finishing my thank-you notes, I worried at it, wondering who in the world could be in a teachers toolshed, deader than a doornail, and hardly six blocks from my own toolshed.
Hearing Lillian come in downstairs, I hurried out to see if shed heard anything and met Lloyd on the stairs, apparently on the same mission.
Ive been texting everybody I know, he confided, a frown of worry on his forehead, and nobody knows anything. It beats all I ever heard.
Now, Lloyd, dont get too worked up over this. It may be that the body hasnt been identified yet. But lets see what the word is from the grocery aisles.
To our surprise, there was none, for Lillian was as astounded as I had been to hear the news. She stopped putting away groceries when Lloyd told the tale of what had happened at school.
Somebody dead in somebodys backyard? she asked, her eyes about as big as Lloyds.
Well, Lloyd said, not right out in the yard. What we heard was that it was found in the teachers toolshed or her garage or something.
Then he looked at her, and Lillian looked at him, the same thought seeming to flash between them. Lemme get my broom, she said, hurrying to the pantry as Lloyd headed for the back door.
Wait a minute, I said. Wherere you going?
Lillian hoisted the broom on her shoulder and marched out behind Lloyd. We gonna see they any dead bodies in our toolshed.
Chapter 2
Well, I thought, let them look. I couldnt imagine finding another dead body so close to the first one, but then, I hadnt been able to imagine finding one anywhere at all.
In spite of what Id told Lloyd, I was sorely tempted to call Thurlow Jones to see what he knew. He was sure to have some information, as avidly interested as he was in everything that went on in town. And living so close to the scene, he would know what was known, although that could be precious little at this point. On the other hand, ignorance of the facts wouldnt stop Thurlow from saying whatever came into his head. The man seemed to live for stirring things up, and the more fat he could throw onto the fire, the better he liked it.
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