2: Hazel.

“What’ll it be?” Frostie asks, and I turn my attention away from the window where I watch Anita grinning like she’s the cat that ate the canary.

“Just a coffee please. The usual.”

“Caramel macchiato with a sprinkle of cinnamon?” she asks, and I nod.

“Hey, Frostie, can I ask you something?”

“Go for it.” She keeps making my coffee as I move down to the other end of the counter.

“When Anita smiles like that, should I be worried?”

She laughs, and Emily comes up beside me. “I don’t know what you did to her, but she’s always nice to me.” She thanks Frostie for the donut and goes over to chat with Dr. Grayson, who is having breakfast with her son.

“You two just won’t quit.” Frostie sighs and shakes her head.

“She started it,” I tease as I drop some cash in the tip jar.

“If I were you, I’d steer clear of her today.”

“And what would be the fun in that?” I say as I thank Frostie for the coffee, and Emily and I leave Snow Baked.

She used to come without me, but then she started mentioning that s