This morning, I’ve called upon the heroines of Barbara’s and my mother/daughter trilogy, The Cemetery Club, Grave Shift, and Best Left Buried, Darcy Campbell and her mother, Flora Tucker, to visit my blog and be interviewed. But, before we get into the actual interview, I want to thank Julie Seedorf. She is the Cozy Cat Press writer who put together this collage of Cozy Cat writers. Yours truly is on the left in blue sweatshirt right next to Barbara’s and my first cozy, The Cemetery Club. Thanks, Julie, for assembling the collage and giving me permission to use it!
Reporter: Thank you, Darcy and Flora, for allowing this interview for The Levi Home Town News. And thanks, Flora, for this delicious cup of coffee. It’s an honor to sit here in your kitchen. It feels really homey. I understand this dining table is more than a hundred years old?
Flora:Yes, it is. My own mother found it, bought it, and refinished it. It was an old table when she brought it home. Darcy, don’t you think we need another stick of wood on the fire?
(Darcy gets up to toss another log on the fireplace in the adjoining family room.)
Reporter: I understand you are building another house out on your mother’s land? Why would you want to leave this wonderful old farmhouse?
Darcy: I feel the same way about this farmhouse. I was born here and I love it. It’s more than a century old too, you know, but it was damaged so badly in the earthquake that we feel it’s time to move.
Reporter: Darcy, since you came back from Dallas, I understand you have been involved in a little excitement around here.
Darcy: If you can say taking a tumble down Deertrack Hill, being chased into a cave by some crooks, and being asked to find a woman who disappeared more than two years ago “excitement”, then yes, I guess we’ve been involved in a bit.
Flora: Then Darcy came face-to-face with a mountain lion and was shot at a couple of times. I told her she was a lot safer in Dallas than she is here in her own hometown.
Reporter: Let’s get back to that new house you’re building. I heard that Cub Dabbins dug up some kind of box out there on your land when he was digging the foundation. Can you tell me about what’s in it?
Flora: Would you like some more coffee, young lady?
Darcy: Mom doesn’t want to talk about it. You see, gossip has a way of getting twisted and pretty soon, it doesn’t resemble the truth at all.
Reporter: Well, my own curiosity is stirred. How about telling me off the record what was in that box?
Flora: You know, those clouds look like it’s going to snow. I’d hate for you to have to drive on slick streets back to the newspaper office.
Reporter, gulping her coffee and pushing back her chair: I guess I understand when I’m being dismissed. Thanks, Darcy and Flora, for the interview. I suppose I have enough here for my story and what I don’t know, I’ll just guess about.
Flora: Isn’t that what reporters do?
Darcy: Mom! You know that I was an investigative reporter in Dallas. I always tried hard to stick to the facts.
Reporter: I wish you had told me about what’s in that box. I could have set the record straight for all of Levi. As it is, I think I have a title for my story. I’ll call it Best Left Buried.
Flora: Good choice ’cause that’s what was in that box. It was best left buried.
Picture by Julie Seedorf
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