EXCERPTS FROM the SILVER SISTERS MYSTERY "A CORPSE IN THE SOUP" A CORPSE IN THE SOUP - BOOK 1 | Page 8

Godiva snatched the letter back. “I should have known you’d
say that.” She marched across the room and plunked it down on
the table. “You read this one, Unk. Mom thinks it’s from a crank,
but I’m afraid it might be real.”
Sterling Silver dropped the mail sack he was emptying onto
the mahogany library table. He held the sheet like a dead skunk
and his eyes crinkled as he strained to read. “Forget about it,
Honey. Sounds like a crank to me. Just stick to the funny ones.
Remember, the audience loves a good laugh.”
“Yeah, I know, Unk, but something feels weird about this.
I’m just not sure what to do.” Godiva retrieved the letter from
him, put it back in the envelope and slipped it into the pocket of
her embroidered silk jacket.
She scooped up another pile and started to plow through it.
“What would I do without you guys? I feel like I’m swimming
upstream.”
Flossie rolled her eyes. “Well you’re up to your neck, all
right. Since the beginning of time people have asked God for
advice, so what does my daughter do? She gives them an
address! Did you listen to what I told you? Of course not. So our
poor mailman’s getting a hernia schlepping letters from all
these—” She made a sweep of the room with her hand. “These
wackos.”
“Wackos sell papers, Mother. How do you think those
tabloids can afford to pay out millions to settle libel suits?”
After slitting open a few more envelopes, Flossie waved a
piece of pink paper at her. “Now, here’s a dilly. This woman’s
husband dresses up like Mae West and wants her to go shopping
for lingerie with him.”
A smile lit Godiva’s face. “Hmmm. Might have potential.”
“Hah! Listen to this. She wants to know if it’s all right for
him to use the ladies’ dressing room if she goes in with him!”
Sterling let out a belly laugh. “You know, your goofy Uncle
Lester used to dress up like a woman. Of course it was part of his
vaudeville act, but he really did look a lot like Mae West.”
Flossie’s gray eyes glazed over, “Mae West, some gal! You
know her mother made my Mama’s corsets. But Sterling, you’re