TERROR IN A TEAPOT EXCERPT TERROR IN A TEAPOT - SILVER SISTERS BOOK 2 | Page 17

something you would think of.”
Godiva changed the subject. “Listen Goldie, I’ll see if I can
have Angel track your samovars. You know how great she is with
that sort of thing. And can you call the Baranof Hotel and make a
reservation for Caesar and me? A suite if they have one.”
“I would, but every hotel in town is booked solid for weeks.
Not only is it tourist season, but there’s a big Alaska Native convention coming up. Don’t worry, though, we’ll figure something
out. You may not get a hotel room, but you won’t be sleeping in
the park.”
Godiva frowned. “The park would probably be better than
that closet you call a guest room. Only one bathroom for the
whole house. When are you going to remodel?”
“Come on, Sis. You’ve become so spoiled. You would think
we live in some little cabin at Tee Harbor with an outhouse. I’ll
try to make some other arrangement for you, but you know my
‘closet’ isn’t all that bad. Will Caesar stay in Juneau until we go
to Seattle?”
Godiva grumped back. “How am I supposed to know? He
doesn’t even know he’s going yet.”