A Cozy Mystery. Granny may be retired as Fuchsia, Minnesota’s one-woman undercover sleuth for the Fuchsia Police Department, but that doesn’t mean she still doesn’t need a trusty weapon. Her weapon of choice? A pink snow shovel.
Granny may be retired as Fuchsia, Minnesota’s one-woman undercover sleuth for the Fuchsia Police Department, but that doesn’t mean she still doesn’t need a trusty weapon. Her weapon of choice? A pink snow shovel. When Granny runs over a dead body with her snowmobile, she unwittingly sets off a chain of events that involves mislabeled corpses, empty graves, and stolen money—lots of it! Who’s at the bottom of this years-old crime? Granny has an idea, but she has little time to investigate, when in just days she’s scheduled to marry the love of her life, Franklin Gatsby, in a post-Christmas ceremony. So, Granny decides to enlist the help of her friends and neighbors. Add in Christmas Holiday excitement and the arrival of Granny’s family, who are all there for her wedding, and mayhem ensues. Of course, Granny can always count on her many furry friends to provide her with moral support, but it’s quite possible that Granny—that is, Hermiony Vidalia Criony Fiddlestadt—has a secret or two of her own, which may very well be revealed as Granny Snows A Sneak
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“It’s the long way through the cemetery. I can’t go by the police station. Thor might be checking out the streets. This snowmobile thing is on a need-to-know basis and he doesn’t need to know,” Granny yelled through the wind.
“You can’t get to your backyard from the cemetery; there’s a fence!” yelled Silas.
“There is,” Granny answered as she dodged a tree on the side of the boulevard. “Hang on, Silas. I can’t see a thing, and if I lose you––well, I lose you. I don’t know how to stop this thing so you’d be on your own.”
“What do you mean you don’t know how to stop this thing?” Silas barked back.
“Fred showed me but I forgot. Now don’t bother me; we’re almost to the cemetery and once we get to the back by the mausoleum and the fence you have to be quiet.”
“Why?” Silas yelled as some snow hit him in the face, making him sputter.
“Because we have to go up the ramp and back down the ramp.”
“Ramp? What ramp?”
“The ramp I built for Baskerville, Mrs. Bleaty and the shysters in case they wanted to visit the cemetery. That’s how we’re going to get home.”
“Do you have a death wish?” Silas screamed as the snowmobile hit the ramp and ascended to the top of the fence quickly coming back down the ramp on the other side in Granny’s back yard.
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REVIEW BY KATE EILEEN SHANNON OF RANTIN' RAVIN'AND READING -kateeileenshannon.com
Dead Bodies. Dead bodies in other people's clothes. Dead bodies where they don't belong. And two weddings coming up. Granny did not need this! Ms. Seedorf has hit it out of the park with Granny Snows A Sneak! I've called this series before Lemony Snicket for adults and it still is. But this time we see another side of Granny. We see her in her family life instead of her "professional life" as a snoop for the big guy. Well her family life is just as crazy. And with a wedding to Franklin just days away, a new man enters her life. Of course they hate each other.... that's a fine line... Anyway, prepare yourself for an all-nighter because once the action starts, you won't be putting down GRANNY SNOWS A SNEAK until you are done.
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