TERROR IN A TEAPOT EXCERPT TERROR IN A TEAPOT - SILVER SISTERS BOOK 2 | Page 15

Juneau will be there. The Governor, the Attorney General, judges
and legislators. Belle has some pretty influential friends.”
Godiva winced, picturing hefty, flamboyant Belle Pepper in
some outlandish muumuu. Goldie’s overbearing mother-in-law
was one of those deceptive Alaskans who appeared to be one step
above a bag lady, but owned a few million dollars worth of
downtown property. Between the shady origins of her wealth and
the spirit and energy of a seventeen year old, Belle was a Juneau
legend.
Trying to sound apologetic, she said, “Sorry Goldie, there’s
no way we can come to the party; we have other fish to fry.”
“No way, I’m not letting you off the hook. What could be
more important?”
“Look on your calendar, Sis, didn’t you mark down the Icons
of Illusion Awards Banquet on the twenty-second? In Seattle?
Remember? Mom and Uncle Sterling are featured presenters at
the Convention. There’s a special tribute to the Three Great
Harry’s of Magic. I’m sure Mom told you. We all have to be
there.”
“Omigod! I forgot to write it down! Harry Houdini, Harry
Blackstone and our dear departed daddy, Harry Silver. I
promised Mom. I can’t believe I forgot.”
“Well, anyway, it’s impossible. Mom and Unk have lots of
rehearsing to do. They have to polish up those acts they do at the
Home for Hollywood Has-Beens, so there’s no way they can
come to Alaska before the Icon’s Convention. Not at their age.”
“Well that means you and Caesar will have to come without
them.”
“Nope, I’ll be busy helping Mom. Eat some salmon for me,
Sis.”
“Look, Godiva, I’ll move heaven and earth to go to the banquet, but if you don’t come up here for Belle’s party, she’ll beat
me to a pulp and I’ll never make it to Seattle. How many times
have I gone out of my way for you?”
A tiny twinge of guilt must have tugged at Godiva. “Okay, I
guess I owe you that. I’ll fly up to Belle’s shindig with Chili, and
I’ll try to talk Caesar into coming with us. I’ll just stay in Juneau