EXCERPTS FROM the SILVER SISTERS MYSTERY "A CORPSE IN THE SOUP" A CORPSE IN THE SOUP - BOOK 1 | Page 12

Chili jumped up and down. “Who? Oh my God! Of course I
know who he is. Caesar Romano is only the hottest chef in
Hollywood. I love his show. In fact, I helped prepare one of his
recipes on the ship for the Prince of Liechtenstein. It was so good
he practically gave us all medals.” She turned to Goldie. “Hey,
Mom! Auntie’s got tickets for a taping of Flirting with Food!”
“Really? Be sure to ask her to get that sexy chef’s autograph
for you.”
“No, no, Mom.” Chili’s eyes bugged out. “She says one of the
tickets is for me and—oh, no way! I don’t believe it! She’s got
tickets to Gourmet Gladiators too!” Doing a little pirouette, she
nearly knocked down a mannequin wearing a vintage, handbeaded flapper dress.
Goldie managed to catch the dummy just before it hit a
china cabinet. “Gourmet what?”
“Gourmet Gladiators, Mom. It’s like the Super Bowl of
cooking. They hold it every year at the end of October.” She
covered the mouthpiece of the phone. “Mom, I know I just got
here, but we can hang out when I get back.” Goldie heard Godiva
firing rapid instructions into Chili’s ear.
“Besides, Mom, Aunt Godiva says she booked a first-class
flight for me on Thursday, her treat. I can’t really back out now.
Still...” She laid a gentle hand across Goldie’s forearm. “I know
we were supposed to spend some time together.” She bit her
lower lip.
Goldie glanced at herself in the Art Deco mirror hanging on
the wall beside her, surprised to see how annoyed she looked.
She gave her daughter’s hand a reassuring squeeze. “It’s
okay, Sweetie. This is a great opportunity. If I was able to send
you to France to study at Cordon Bleu and watch you sail away
on your dad’s cruise ship, I think I can handle a little trip to
California.” Goldie tugged on a wayward strand of her daughter’s
hair and smiled.
Chili squealed a joyous thank you to her aunt and her
mother, tossed the handset to Goldie and disappeared out the
door.
Goldie lifted the phone back to her ear. “Well, Godiva, I