Murder, She Knit
A Knit & Nibble Mystery Book 1
by Peggy Ehrhart
Genre:
Cozy Mystery
Cozy Mystery
Since her only daughter left for college, widow Pamela Paterson has kept
busy as associate editor of a craft magazine and founder of the Knit
and Nibble knitting club in quaint Arborville, New Jersey. Now, she’s
trying out a new hobby—solving murders!
busy as associate editor of a craft magazine and founder of the Knit
and Nibble knitting club in quaint Arborville, New Jersey. Now, she’s
trying out a new hobby—solving murders!
Pamela is hosting the next Knit and Nibble meeting and can’t wait to liven
up her otherwise empty home with colorful yarn, baking, and a little
harmless gossip. She even recruits Amy Morgan, an old friend who
recently moved to town, as the group’s newest member. But on the
night of the gathering, Amy doesn’t show. Not until Pamela finds
the woman dead outside—a knitting needle stabbed through the front
of her handmade sweater . . .
up her otherwise empty home with colorful yarn, baking, and a little
harmless gossip. She even recruits Amy Morgan, an old friend who
recently moved to town, as the group’s newest member. But on the
night of the gathering, Amy doesn’t show. Not until Pamela finds
the woman dead outside—a knitting needle stabbed through the front
of her handmade sweater . . .
Someone committed murder before taking off with Amy’s knitting bag, and
Pamela realizes that only she can spot the deadly details hidden in
mysterious skeins. But when another murder occurs, naming the
culprit—and living to spin the tale—will be more difficult than
Pamela ever imagined . . .
Pamela realizes that only she can spot the deadly details hidden in
mysterious skeins. But when another murder occurs, naming the
culprit—and living to spin the tale—will be more difficult than
Pamela ever imagined . . .
Knitting tips and delicious recipe included!
Pamela glanced around for the cat-food dish. It was nowhere
to be seen on the porch. Reluctant to have a plastic dish littering her yard as
early risers passed on the way to bus stops or school, she headed down the
steps. Between the full moon and the streetlamp, the yard could be seen
clearly. The front walk was a silver ribbon of concrete, with a few fallen leaves
scattered here and there. The lawn was a soft gray, mottled with more leaves.
That soft gray darkened into the shadows along the hedge that divided Pamela’s
yard from the property of the church next door. Pamela ventured onto the lawn,
puzzled about where the dish could have gotten to. Catrina was often so
enthusiastic about her food that Pamela had watched through the oval window in
the front door as the cat nudged the dish across the porch floor and down the
steps. Well, she decided, the dish clearly wasn’t littering the lawn. It would
turn up in daylight, and if not, a plastic dish was no great loss. But as she
turned toward the house to go back in, she noticed a flash of white among the
shadows under the hedge. Pamela’s porch spanned the front of her house, and
between the porch and hedge there was only a narrow corridor leading past the
side of the house and into the backyard. Had Catrina pushed the cat-food dish
all that way in search of a private place to enjoy her meal? Pamela hurried
across the lawn toward the white spot, laughing to herself about the
proclivities of this wild little creature that had come into her life. But as
she got closer, she stopped. She wasn’t looking at a plastic dish, but at a
human hand, palm slightly cupped and facing upward. Too shocked to feel
frightened, she bent to look closer. The hand emerged from a sleeve whose dark
fabric blended with the shadows. She pushed the unruly branches of the hedge
aside, and moonlight illuminated the motionless face of Amy Morgan, still beautiful
even in what was quite obviously death. Amy’s coat had been unbuttoned and
peeled back, revealing a pale sweater whose distinctive texture showed it to
have been knit by hand. But its pale color had been stained by a large, dark
patch centered to the left of the buttons that marched down its front.
Protruding from the center of the stain was what looked like a knitting needle.
Pamela bent closer. Yes, it was undoubtedly a knitting needle, its metal
surface gleaming in the moonlight. She pushed more branches aside, and Amy’s
legs and feet came into view. She’d have to call the police. But just then she
couldn’t move.
Peggy Ehrhart is a former English professor who lives in Leonia, New
Jersey, where she writes mysteries and plays blues guitar. She holds
a Ph.D. in medieval literature from the University of Illinois and
taught writing and literature at Queens College, CUNY, and Fairleigh
Dickinson University, where she was a tenured full professor. Her
short stories have appeared in Futures Mystery Anthology
Magazine, Crime and Suspense, Flashing in the Gutters, Spinetingler,
Crime Scene: New Jersey 2, and Murder New York Style. A longtime
member of Mystery Writers of America and Sisters in Crime, Peggy
served on the board of MWA New York as head of the Mentor Committee.
She was president of Sisters in Crime NY/TriState from 2013 to 2015.
Peggy regularly attends mystery writing conferences and participates
in conference panels and also gives talks on mystery fiction at
libraries in New York, Connecticut, and New Jersey.
Jersey, where she writes mysteries and plays blues guitar. She holds
a Ph.D. in medieval literature from the University of Illinois and
taught writing and literature at Queens College, CUNY, and Fairleigh
Dickinson University, where she was a tenured full professor. Her
short stories have appeared in Futures Mystery Anthology
Magazine, Crime and Suspense, Flashing in the Gutters, Spinetingler,
Crime Scene: New Jersey 2, and Murder New York Style. A longtime
member of Mystery Writers of America and Sisters in Crime, Peggy
served on the board of MWA New York as head of the Mentor Committee.
She was president of Sisters in Crime NY/TriState from 2013 to 2015.
Peggy regularly attends mystery writing conferences and participates
in conference panels and also gives talks on mystery fiction at
libraries in New York, Connecticut, and New Jersey.
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