SHIT HAPPENS IN IVYDELL (IVYDELL #2) BY INDIE SPARKS – eBook Details Online
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Ivy
The Preparation Begins
CUJO WAS THE FIRST resident to come back to Ivydell after Jensen and I
had the whole compound to ourselves for a few days. We expected to be
alone at least another day before anyone returned, and Cujo was supposed
to be gone for a few weeks. But he rode right past Jensen’s casita—newly
named Vintage Vibes, courtesy of me—and gave us the rest of our expected
alone time.
Somehow, I’m not convinced Cujo is really the loner outlaw people think
he is. I think there might be a big teddy bear under that long beard and
leather vest. But I recognize the name of the motorcycle club on his
patches, and they’re not known for being teddy bears.
Jensen says Cujo is more of an auxiliary member, though he admits he
doesn’t know exactly what that means and doesn’t want to.
Ivydell’s unspoken policy of not questioning your neighbors has its
merits. There are some things you’re better off not knowing. Live and let
live.
Petra and the Spirit Sisters, more officially known as Alma and Elma,
along with Myrna, Ivydell’s resident purveyor of shiny obscenities, all came
back this morning.
I got a text from Petra shortly after their arrival. It was an invitation to
help with some prep for the annual arts festival that Ivydell will host next
month. I’m only a temporary resident, so I’m not expected to contribute at
the same level as everyone else, but it feels nice to be included. I came here
to find out more about this place, and as the seasonal residents come back, I
know more questions will be answered.
The more I interact, the more I’ll learn.
Jensen honks the horn of his truck as he drives by my place on his way to
Cujo’s casita. I smile at the sound as I fill my tumbler with coffee.
Cool, crisp air greets me when I step outside. The wind is calm right now,
so there’s no blowing dirt to assault my clean hair. I’ve twisted it up into a
clip because it will be coated with desert dust soon enough, regardless.
My next-door neighbor, Josephine, is still gone. It’s weird to miss
someone you hardly know, but aside from Jensen, she’s the only other
resident close to my age.
I wonder if she knows Cujo is back already. She’s more than neighborly
with him.
Myrna waves from across the dirt road that separates our casitas. She’s
wearing rubber boots and has a pair of gardening gloves in her hand. The
sneakers I’m wearing are the most casual shoes I brought with me, and I
definitely didn’t bring any type of work gloves. Hopefully, whatever we’re
doing today won’t involve getting too intimate with cactus thorns.
Jensen probably has some gloves I can borrow. But then again,
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