Who Creamed Peaches, Anyway?
Setting the mood in your house is more than just a matter of furniture. Lighting and music can change your room from calm to wild, from funereal to party-ready. Baking bread says "come on in."
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The parking lot outside L. I. Lanes, the bowling alley I just finished redecorating, is dark and cold. It's almost midnight and a couple of the streetlights are blinking furiously, trying to illuminate the parking area, but they aren't up to the job. As far as I can tell, there's no moon and no stars. Inside, there's a party going on to celebrate the "Grand Reopening" and the music is loud. It's cold, I'm tired, and I should just take my bow and, basking in the kudos, go home and crawl into my bed.
Only, there was this phone call…
Which is why I've raced out here to the icy parking lot after my on again/off again boyfriend, Homicide Detective Drew Scoones, wearing ridiculously high heels that only an idiot or a hooker would wear in this weather. I must have been crazy letting my thirteen-year-old daughter, Dana, doll me up for this party so that Drew would realize how hot I am, so that he'd say, "Teddi, I want you and I'll accept you on your ... read full excerpt from: Who Creamed Peaches, Anyway? ebook
