Murder on a Girls' Night Out (Southern Sisters Series #1) ~ by Anne George, 1996, mystery
Isn't that delightfully ridiculous and funny? I think the author must have chosen Fred as the name of the husband just so she could write "It's Ed who's dead, Fred. Not you." Here are the actual opening lines of chapter one.
"What?" I grabbed the phone. "Mary Alice?"
"Oh, Mouse, Fred's dead!"
"No, he's not. He's right here. You're having a bad dream."
"Not Fred. Ed. It's Ed who's dead. Oh, Mouse! I meant to say Ed. Did I scare you? I know I scared you. It's Ed. He's dead.
I put my hand over the phone. "It's Ed who's dead, Fred. Not you."
"Thank God," he said.
Mary Alice flung her purse on my kitchen table, where it landed with a crash, pulled a stool over to the counter and perched on it. "Perched" may not be the right word, since Mary Alice weighs two hundred and fifty pounds. The stool groaned and splayed, but it held. I began to breath again.And finally here's the description from the back cover.
Buying the Skoot 'n' Boot makes perfect sense to oversized, overimpulsive multiple widow Mary Alice. Her serious, respectable ex-schoolteacher sister Patricia Anne thinks Mary Alice is out of her cotton-pickin' mind, but Mary Alice insists that Country Western is hot and the Skoot 'n' Boot is where she and her current boyfriend hang out anyway. But not even sensible Patricia Anne could imagine that the day after Mary Alice shows her around the Skoot 'n' Boot, a body would be found strangled, stabbed, and dangling in the pub's wishing well. The sisters were the last to see the unfortunate victim alive, so the sheriff has more than a few questions for them. And they had better get some answers, because a killer with some unfinished business is sending them some mighty threatening messages.
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