Revenge of the Wrought-Iron Flamingos by Donna Andrews

'Who knew we'd be having weather like this in October?' 'It's absolutely crazy in ninety-degree weather.' 'I said I'm going to kill Michael's mother for making us do this craft fair in eighteenth-century costume,' I said. I rolled my ruffled sleeves higher up on my arms, even though I knew they'd flop down again in two minutes then I hiked my skirts up a foot or so, hoping a stray breeze would cool off my legs. I scratched two or three places where my authentic colonial-style linsey-woolsey dress was giving me contact dermatitis. I still had several tons of wrought iron to wrestle into place. She had already unpacked about an acre of blue-and-white porcelain and arranged it on her side of our booth. I glanced over at my best friend and fellow craftswoman. 'What was that?' Eileen said, looking up and blinking at me. 'Quickly, discreetly, and with a minimum of pain and suffering.

'I'm going to kill Michael's mother,' I announced. Now Meg must add another item to her already lengthy to do list: 'Don't forget to solve the murder!'įortunately, the more trouble Meg faces, the more fun the reader will have-and Meg faces plenty of trouble in this lighthearted and funny novel.Revenge of the Wrought Iron Flamingos Chapter 1 It's a tough job-at least, until the swindler is found dead, slain in Meg's booth with one of her own wrought-iron creations. Not to mention saving her naive brother, Rob, from the clutches of a con man who might steal the computer game he has invented. And to prevent a snooping reporter from publishing any stories about local scandals. Meg's also trying to keep her father from scaring too many tourists with his impersonation of an 18th century physician. And Michael himself will don the white-and-gold uniform of a French officer for the re-enactment-what actor could resist a role like that? She's only doing it to keep peace with the mother of the man she loves. Except, of course, for the pink-painted flamingos she reluctantly made for her mother's best friend-she's hoping to deliver them secretly, so she won't get a reputation as 'the blacksmith who makes those cute wrought-iron flamingos.'īesides, she has taken on another responsibility-making sure none of her fellow crafters ruin the historical authenticity of the fair with forbidden modern devices-like wrist watches, calculators, or cell phones. Meg Langslow has returned to her home town for the festivities-and to sell her wrought-iron works of art. This year, plans include a re-enactment of the original battle and a colonial craft fair.

Every year, Yorktown, Virginia, relives its role in the Revolutionary War by celebrating the anniversary of the British surrender in 1781.

Revenge of the Wrought-Iron Flamingos by Donna Andrews