EXCERPTS FROM the SILVER SISTERS MYSTERY "A CORPSE IN THE SOUP" A CORPSE IN THE SOUP - BOOK 1 | Seite 9

all wet about Lester. He looked more like Bette Davis with a
mustache. My beautiful girls are the real Mae West lookalikes.
Strike a pose for me, Darling.”
Godiva put her hand on her generous hip and pursed her
lips.
“You see, Sterling? If that gorgeous silver hair was phony
platinum blonde, what would you have? Another Mae West!”
“You know, Flossie, you’ve got something there. And look at
me.” He mimed an imaginary top hat and cane. “Rosy cheeks, a
few pounds and I’m Maurice Chevalier.”
“Yeah, and I’m Marilyn Monroe!”
“Well, Old Girl, I’d say you’re more like Estelle Getty. You
know, those Golden Girls on the TV.” Flossie flung a satin pillow
in Sterling’s direction as he began to hum a few bars of “Thank
Heaven for Little Girls.”
Godiva waved her arms, “Hey, back to business, you guys.
The letter you’ve got there is a winner, Mom! Throw it in the red
basket.”
Uncle Sterling dug through another canvas bag. “At the rate
this stuff is rolling in, what we really need is two of you.”
“Well if you’re thinking about Goldie, I don’t think she’d
help even if she lived near enough.”
Flossie looked up from the letters she was sorting and threw
up her hands, palms out. “Such twins I’ve got! One daughter calls
herself G.O.D. and tells people how to run their lives and the
other one lives in Alaska and chases bears out of her garbage.”
Sterling scooped the newest batch of envelopes into a yellow
laundry basket. “Flossie, you sound like a crabby old Jewish
mother. You know Goldie’s happy up there in her one-horse
town with her husband, Red, her beautiful daughter, Chili and
the whole goofy Pepper clan. She loves selling all that old crap
she calls antiques. Isn’t that all that really matters?”
“I guess you’re right.” Flossie sighed. “But I sure do miss my
little Chili. I wonder if she plays with that doll I gave her for her
last birthday. Remember, it had red curls just like hers?”
“Flossie old girl, there you go losing track of time again. You
gave her that doll over ten years ago.”