Vi Agra Falls
A Bed-and-Breakfast Mystery
Chapter One
Judith McMonigle Flynn stood on the front porch of
Hillside Manor, took a deep breath of fresh summer air,
and gazed around the cozy cul-de-sac on the south slope
of Heraldsgate Hill. It was a perfect June morning with
pink and white dogwood trees in full bloom, maple trees
swaying in the soft wind, and rosebushes bursting with
new buds.
"Nice," she said out loud. Not too warm, she thought,
and so peaceful. The only sound was the chirping of baby
birds in a nest that Mama and Papa Robin had built in
the branches of a cotoneaster bush by the east side of
the house. All the weekend B&B guests had left by eleven
o'clock on this last Monday of the month.
Judith was about to go back inside when she heard a
rumbling noise. A plane overhead? A helicopter? A herd
of stampeding buffalo? The sound grew closer. She leaned
on the porch railing and saw a huge truck pulling into
the cul-de-sac. It stopped in front of the second house
from the corner. Judith went down the front steps to see
the big black and red letters on the truck's side:
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