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New York Times-Bestselling Author: A feud between two competitive moms may have turned fatal in the "engaging cozy series" set in small-town Maine (Publishers Weekly).
Two of her four kids may be out of the nest, but Lucy Stone knows only too well that mothering is a lifetime commitment. At least she gets to kick back and enjoy a fancy Mother's Day brunch with her brood—that is, before the festivities are interrupted by a nasty scene courtesy of Barbara Hume and Tina Nowak.
Opposites in every way, these mean moms have only one thing in common: the need to best each other at every turn, using their teenage daughters as pawns in elaborate games of one-upmanship. But even after witnessing the women's claw-sharpening rituals, Lucy never expects to see actual blood spilled—until Tina is shot dead on the public tennis court...
"As charming and enjoyable as ever."—Romantic Times
"Lucy Stone is an endearing sleuth."—Dorothy Cannell
Two of her four kids may be out of the nest, but Lucy Stone knows only too well that mothering is a lifetime commitment. At least she gets to kick back and enjoy a fancy Mother's Day brunch with her brood—that is, before the festivities are interrupted by a nasty scene courtesy of Barbara Hume and Tina Nowak.
Opposites in every way, these mean moms have only one thing in common: the need to best each other at every turn, using their teenage daughters as pawns in elaborate games of one-upmanship. But even after witnessing the women's claw-sharpening rituals, Lucy never expects to see actual blood spilled—until Tina is shot dead on the public tennis court...
"As charming and enjoyable as ever."—Romantic Times
"Lucy Stone is an endearing sleuth."—Dorothy Cannell