Glock Grannies Cozy Mystery Boxed Set: Books 1 - 3
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“Why don’t you join us,” I said, smiling. “We have pizza.”
He shrugged. “I don’t know. I see that cowboy is in there. All the ladies will just be falling over him like usual.”
“Actually, Lloyd,” I said, moving close like I was telling him a secret. “Bo’s leaving tomorrow. You’re going to have your hands full over the next few days, comforting all those broken-hearted women.”
Lloyd sat up straight and smiled. “I better get my strength up then. You say there’s pizza in there?”
“Yep,” I answered.
He stood up. “Thanks, Poodles. You’re all right.”
He ruffled my hair as he walked past, and I sat there for a moment watching the Grannies greet Lloyd when he walked in. Then he settled into a conversation with Hattie and Irene. I watched Bo laugh about something with Greta and watched my mom and Amber talk with Grandma Dean and Virginia. My worlds had collided, and I had come out the other side standing. Scarred, but standing.
I didn’t know what the future would hold—what would happen with Joe or Bo, or how Grandma Dean would handle being home after her heart attack. But the biggest uncertainty of all was the Glock Grannies. How long could they continue at this pace? This case had proven they were more human than superhero. I watched them laugh and mingle a minute more. That may be the case, I thought, but they had more powers and strength than anyone I knew.
And I was proud to be their sidekick.
More from Les (poetry)
Now, I would like to take a moment and share some more poetry from Lesus Moore. I hope you enjoy.
Thread
You cling to me like no other,
Across my chest, I see you struggle.
Do not let go, you'll fly away,
Hold me forever, I’m yours to snuggle.
But, alas, you bid me ado,
Your time with me is dead.
I must be such a bore to you,
Fly away little thread.
Unsightly Crack
A crack is a crack
No matter the size.
Most are unsightly
A pain to the eyes.
Some are large
Some never seen.
Some should not be noticed
So pull up your jeans.
My Friend
My little friend
In a bowl you swim
Swish, swish goes his fin
Round and round, swim, swim, swim
You have no name
There is no rush
Fish don't live long
Soon you’ll be flushed
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