A Deadly Inside Scoop (An Ice Cream Parlor Mystery, #1)

by Abby Collette

kinds of things.” He shook his head. “But Win here rebuilt it with the original plans in mind.” “I like it,” O said, looking around. “I think he likes you,” Maisie said in a low voice right in my ear. She startled me and I jumped. I hadn’t realized she’d come out from the back. Standing close to me, she hit me on my thigh. “Who?” I asked. “That guy.” She brought her hand up slightly and pointed. “Who else?” “He does not,” I whispered. “He came in for ice cream.” “I don’t see him with any,” she whispered back. “You playing backgammon by yourself?” O asked PopPop. “You know this game?” PopPop asked. “Not many young folks do.” “Sure, I know it,” O said, and slid into the bench opposite PopPop. “I had a partner earlier,” PopPop said, “but he had to go. You wanna play?” “Doesn’t he have somewhere to go?” I asked Maisie, speaking in hushed tones again. She smiled. “Seems like he wants to be here.” “Who is that?” My mother came out from the back. Apron off, she had her coat and hat on. “Someone who is evidently unemployed and has no life,” I said. “He likes Win,” Maisie said.