Chapter Fourteen
Myrtle glanced over the neat rows of books. She decided to bring over a couple of choices—a book she would actually like to have the book club read, and a book that Sybil would most likely want the book club to read. This would have the added benefit of not only giving her the opportunity to quiz Sybil on the murders, but also possibly even giving her the chance to pitch real literature at their book club.
Thinking about book club made Myrtle grouchy, so she tried to refocus on the rows of books. She found an old favorite, Eudora Welty’s The Optimist’s Daughter, and pulled it gingerly from the stacks. Myrtle placed it carefully in her tote bag and then looked back at the shelves with a critical frown.
There was a novel written by a celebrity that looked absolutely atroc
