37. Lottie
LOTTIE
L ainey and Forest Donavon added another little cutie pie to their growing brood last night with a baby girl weighing in at seven pounds and seven ounces.
Josie is now a proud big sister to Miranda Lottie Donovan. Yes, Lainey squeezed my name in there and reduced me to tears by doing so—both my mother and me.
“They’re going to call her Mimi,” I tell Noah, Everett, and Carlotta as they sit at the counter of my bakery.
It’s the very next day and all of Honey Hollow seems to be lagging this morning.
I can’t blame them. We did have one wild night. Especially those who went with Lainey to the hospital, and that was half the wedding party.
There was screaming, there were terse demands being made, there were lawsuits threatened, and some light fainting—and all of that was from Forest.
Suffice it to say, it was all a bit much for him. Lainey, however, fared much better. She huffed and puffed and had a drug-free delivery just the way she wanted. She’s a loon that way.
I happened to have a drug-free delivery with Lyla Nell quite by accident and I’m still not over the trauma. And I have no idea what labor will be like with the twins. It’s terrifying to think that the only way to get them out of my body is to go through that trauma again.
Last night, Lily and Effie offered to watch Josie and Lyla Nell up in my mother’s suite at the B Twice Baked Risky Whiskey Cakes (Murder in the Mix 53)
St. Patrick’s Day is here—and so is a killer.
My name is Lottie Lemon, and I see dead people. Okay, so I rarely see dead people, mostly I see furry creatures of the dearly departed variety, who have come back from the other side to warn me of their previous owner’s impending doom.
It’s March in Honey Hollow and all month we’ll be celebrating St. Patrick’s Day! There’s a parade to be had, a convention of redheads called the Redhead Roundup: An Auburn Affair, and have I mentioned Lyla Nell is turning two? Speaking of two, it’s time for the twins to make their debut into the world. The twins may not be able to wait to get here, but with a killer on the loose—my thirst for justice can’t wait either.
The twins are about to make their grand entrance, and Honey Hollow is buzzing with excitement for the St. Patrick's Day Parade and the Redhead Roundup: An Auburn Affair. It's a convention of fiery hair, and Carlotta is terrified of the entire thing—and that's before a killer makes an appearance.
As if that weren't enough, Lyla Nell's second birthday is on the horizon, and my bakery is buried in orders for every sweet treat imaginable. Between celebrating, baking, and dodging danger, it looks like March is about to test my limits in more ways than one.
With a killer lurking among the redheads, and my own family growing by the day, I'll need more than a sprinkle of luck to keep everyone safe. In Honey Hollow, when it rains, it pours—and sometimes it’s raining trouble.
Here's hoping I can keep the cakes from burning and the killer from striking again. Because in Honey Hollow, life is sweet, but murder never takes a holiday.
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