“Mortuary cosmetologist Calamine “Callie” Parrish likes to end her days in a relaxing way – with a Moon Pie, an episode of Six Feet Under, and a few chapters in one of her mystery novels. Right now she’s putting in overtime at the undertaker’s.
When the body of up and coming car dealer Bobby Saxon comes into Middleton’s Mortuary with a hypodermic needle hidden in his neck, Callie realizes there’s a killer on the loose trying to bury deadly crimes. With a list of suspects that includes Bobby’s dueling ex-wives, rival car dealers, and even her own boss, Callie must unearth the culprit – or she might be next. Callie’s got a knack for making the dead look their best, but no amount of concealer can cover up murder…”
I have mixed thoughts about this book. I got annoyed really fast with the number of “Puh-leeze”, “Buh-leeve Me” and “Ex-cuuse Me”‘s in this book. That and the “kindergarten cussing” was just a bit over the top for my taste. Overall, it’s a cute story, but I don’t know if I’ll take the time to read the rest of the series.