Arsenic in the Azaleas
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After her ex-husband leaves her high and dry, former socialite Doreen Montgomery's chance at a new life comes in the form of her grandmother, Nan's, dilapidated old house in picturesque Kelowna โฆ and the added job of caring for the animals Nan couldnโt take into assisted living with her: Thaddeus, the loquacious African gray parrot with a ripe vocabulary, and his buddy, Goliath, a monster-size cat with an equally monstrous attitude.
Itโs the new start Doreen and her beloved basset hound, Mugs, desperately need. But, just as things start to look up for Doreen, Goliath the cat and Mugs the dog find a human finger in Nanโs overrun garden.
And not just a finger. Once the police start digging, the rest of the body turns up and turns out to be connected to an old unsolved crime.
With her grandmother as the prime suspect, Doreen soon finds herself stumbling over clues and getting on Corporal Mack Moreauโs last nerve, as she does her best to prove her beloved Nan innocent of murder.
cozy mystery; riches to rags; clean romance; animal mystery; cat and dog; mystery; Female sleuth; back yard mystery; Mystery; Animals; Parrots; Birds; Fun; amateur sleuths; mysteries with dogs; mysteries with Cats; Clean and wholesome;
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Hey there. Iโm a Canadian USA Today best-selling author, and I love writing for everyoneโwhether youโre young, old, or somewhere in between. My books? Well, theyโre a mixed bag. Some are steamy, some are sweet, and a few might have you sleeping with the lights on. Others are perfect for snuggling up with.
Iโve never been one to color inside the lines or stick to a single path. I embrace the wild stories that pop into my head, even if they break the rules and dance across genres. A few years ago, I switched to dictating my stories because my fingers were starting to feel the impact of my steady 10,000 words a day. Dictating is linear, so it silences my internal editor. You canโt stop to ensure something is perfect or to see what needs changingโyou must continue onward. This approach has allowed me to let my muse take the lead and to feel the story pour from my heart. My mind steps in during the editing process, but, until then, itโs all about letting the characters direct the story. Thatโs why my stories have that existential feel of a Dale Mayer book.
And you know what? Thatโs totally okay with me.
One thingโs for sure: every book I write promises to be a great read, every single time.
