For fun, I thought I'd try the Page 99 test in which you share your page 99. I thought the page from Searching for a Starry Night, A Miniature Art Mystery ended on a fun note.
In Searching for a Starry Night, Sam, her BFF Lita, and a mischievous Dachshund named Petey, face a cranky housekeeper, a dog-hating gardener, and an ancient family curse as they search for a missing miniature replica of Van Gogh's famous painting, "Starry Night."
Excerpt, Searching for a Starry Night, Pg. 99:
Her hair finished, Lita rubbed some gloss across her lips, and scrambled onto the other cot. She stretched out and pondered the question, her face pensive.
“You don’t think she took it, do you? When I saw that dollhouse, I thought she was our thief; now I’m not so sure. But that doesn’t mean she didn’t take it. Like your mom said, we don’t have any proof whether she did or she didn’t. Do we?”
Sam had to agree. “No, we don’t. Those scratches on the door still bother me, but it’s not enough. We need a ton more proof than we have. I won’t scratch Mrs. Drake off the suspect list yet. We still have . . .” She lowered her voice. “Check it out. What’s he doing?”
A confused look crossed the other girl’s face. “Who?”
Sam kept her voice low and nodded in the opposite direction. “You know who. Turn around real slow and look at the d-o-g. He’s up to something.”
In slow motion, Lita slid onto her back and glanced to her side. “Where?” she whispered. “I don’t see anything.”
“Watch the cloth over the picnic table.” Sam nodded towards the back of the room. “He’s under the table. Wait, Lita don’t . . .”
Lita slowly slipped off the cot and sidled over to the table, leaving Sam no choice but to follow. The two of them tiptoed closer and peered under the tablecloth. All Sam saw was Petey’s butt wiggling.
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