Always Abigail...................The Picnic

Things at the Country Cow are really not going well for Always Abigail.

King Jacques has made his way to the road leading to the Country Cow.


“Why is it that trouble always seems to follow you Always Abigail?” Stepping out of his car an air of power whipped like wind around the king.

Turing slowly I put on my best smile as King Jacques squinted his eyes disapproving.

“I am not trouble King Jacques. It’s these crazy characters that I have running around in my head. They all want to do what they want and I can’t seem to control them”.

“Always Abigail!” King Jacques yelled! Do you think the smoke rising from his ears is an indication that I am really in trouble?

Is it my fault all my characters are defiant. All I wanted to do was come out to the Country Cow to enjoy a tour of the farm and a picnic lunch. Instead I am in trouble again with the king.

“Always Abigail, I expect you to clean this mess up and make sure Temper does not cause a problem. That young lady is your responsibility and I expect you to take her in hand. I understand my Queen Sophie will be joining you for lunch. To ensure nothing goes wrong I as well will be joining your little tour and lunch.

“Yes, King Jacques.” Darn it! I had plans to introduce the Queen Sophie to her new mate. I guess that want happen with King Jacques around.

“I shall take young Temper under my wing”.

“Cross”?

“I can’t believe you are still here”

“I used me invisible power. Your king could not see me”. Ahh, hell, this was not going to go well.

I have my reservation about it but I am going to have to enlist Cross to distract Temper.

“OK, Cross you can entertain Temper. I only ask that you not make things worse”.

“Always Abigail I promise I will not mess this up for ya. I shall secure my mate”

I think things are not going to well!

August Eleanor Moon------The Case of the Missing Cat

The names August Moon and I own the Moon Detective Agency. I solve your everyday magical disappearances and mysteries.
The facts: I turn 30 in less than a week. My grandma is married to the man in the moon. Oh, Yeah, the man in the moon is real. Nothing special just your average Bayou detective who holds the future in her hands .


Have a Happy Labor Day

Abigail-Madison Chases .....Freedom Friday Party

I would like to welcome all of you to Abigail’s Freedom Friday Party. I am so excited that you decided to join us.

We have two guests of honors today is Always Abigail and August Eleanor Moon. Plus a host of folks from both their hometowns.

Please enjoy the Cocktails and Hors D'Oeuvres. Our wonderful waiters’ are carrying around trays filled with lots of delicious goodies. I would like to thank restaurants from Always Abigail and August Eleanor Moons hometowns for catering this party.

If everyone would raise their glasses I would like to make a Freedom Friday toast to two special ladies that make it fun to write. May you both have a long and happy life.

Please mingle and enjoy yourself.


Buffet

Hotdogs, Hamburgers & Cheeseburgers
Pesto Marinated Chicken Breast Bruscetta over Mescaline Greens
BBQ Marinated Chicken in our Zesty Sauce
Marinated Teriyaki Steak
Steamed Mussels & Clams
Fresh Shucked Clams with Cocktail Sauce
Corn on the Cob
California Potato Salad
Fusilli Pasta Salad with Sundried Tomato & Olive
Garden Tomato Cucumber Salad

Dessert
Homemade Apple Cobbler
Italian Ices
Watermelon
Enjoy…..

Thanks so much for the introduction Always Abigail......


August Moon is a private investigator on the Bayou. Born with a sixth sense for magic and trouble. She hunts down your everyday magical criminals.

Thanks so much to Always Abigail for allowing me a month in her spot.

Always Abigail.....................On hiatus..........

Always Abigail..........Will return in October......

Things in Centralia are really, really, bad the King has asked that I straighting things out.

Ok, so he did not ask he demanded......

I shall be out until October...................

Until I return a good friend of mine August Moon will be here in my place.................

Always Abigail.............Trouble is Brewing

Back at the Nook



“Beth, Always Abigail asked if you could add a couple more picnic baskets? She also invited you to the Country Cow for lunch. She thinks Barley would love to see you.”

“Becky”? Beth putting her hand on her hips eyed Becky with great suspicion. Becky was known for her rebellious antics. Poor Barley barely keeps her in check.

Turning slightly Beth caught the smile on Becky’s face. Miss. “Grown ass woman” was using her and her crush on Barley to cause trouble. Whoever suggested the name Temper for her was one smart cookie.

“Temper, why don’t I call a friend to come and pick us. I am sure Always Abigail will be hungry after her walk”.

“Beth, I prefer to be called Becky. Who you gonna call to pick us up”?

“Oh, just a friend”.

Beth smiled as she dialed Cross St. Laurent’s number. Two could play this little game. Temper would get a taste of her own medicine.

Always Abigail..............Meets Cross

I just know this is not going to go well. Becky is going to get me in a lot of trouble with her shenanigans.

“Always Abigail, Temper is a pigheaded lass”

“Who are you?”

“Tis I, Cross St.Laurent mate of Temper Rebbecca Gibbs.”

“Cross St. Laurent. I like the name but um mm, well, I think Becky has other ideas about who her mate should be”.

“No worries Always Abigail I shall woo the fair maiden.”

I laugh a Scottish man in my head? This seems all wrong. I’v always dreamed of going to Scotland but never of writing about a Scotsman!

I must have fallen and bumped my head. I am hearing voices and seeing a 6”3 dark haired Scotsman with a drop dead sexy smile that is all fangs. Dear Lord he looks like pirate! A very sexy pirate with unlimited brooding and bad temper.

Is he following me and talking? “Always Abigail young Barley will be happy that I am the lasses mate!”

“I don’t think so Cross, I am already in trouble with King Jacques. I think it best I leave you in the Outskirts until things cool off.” I can smell trouble a mile away and between the pirate and Becky I stink! The two of them are going to lead to me into a lot of trouble.

“Always Abigail, I think I will join you and young Barley for lunch. Maybe that will get the ball rolling with Temper if her brother and I are friends." He smiles that sexy devilish smile all fangs.

Has he never read a romance book in his life? No way is Barley going to turn his sister over to a pirate without a fight.

I am not going to answer, I'll ignore him maybe he will go away and leave me alone.

Speaking of lunch I it's getting late and I am hungry. I hope Beth packed enough for us to eat.

I always order enough for an army when I head out to the Outskirts. Someone always drops in when I am out here. The Outskirts are less than 20 minutes outside the city limits most folks who live in the OutSkirts only make it to town for special occasions.

The Outskirts is often considered a smaller village because it is self supportive with everything the village has.

One of my favorite Outskirts residents is Dr. Seth Martin or Doc Martin as everyone out here calls him. Doc Martin has a thriving medical practice in town and in the Outskirts. During the winter Doc Martin lives on his estate in Outskirts so there is a doctor on call at all times in case of an emergency.

Along with his Nurse Sara Sullivan they keep everyone healthy all through the rough winters.

I see the Country Cow coming up. Looks like I was right to bring extra for lunch. I see Doc Martin and Sara pulling into the circular driveway. I hope I have enough food for the 4 of us.

“Always Abigail, what about me, I have worked up and appetite with this long walk.” Rubbing his stomach Cross gives me a puppy dog face.

“OK, you can only stay for lunch and that is it. You are not allowed to talk to Barley about Becky.” I tell the pirate. “This is to be between you and I until I can figure out things.”

The pirate smiles at time fangs showing more than usual. This should be an interesting lunch.

Always Abigail