Murder on a Girls' Night Out (Southern Sisters Series #1)

Murder on a Girls' Night Out (Southern Sisters Series #1)

by Anne George

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ISBN-13: 9780380780860
Publisher: HarperCollins Publishers
Publication date: 01/09/2001
Series: Southern Sisters Series , #1
Pages: 256
Sales rank: 143,890
Product dimensions: 4.19(w) x 6.75(h) x 0.64(d)

About the Author

Anne George (c.____ - 2001) was the Agatha Award-winning author of the Southern Sisters mystery series which culminate in Murder Boogies with Elvis, publishing in August 2001. Like Patricia Anne, she was a happily married former school teacher living in Birmingham, Alabama. Ms. George was also a former Alabama State Poet and a regular contributor to literary publications. During her lifetime she was nominated for several awards, including the Pulitzer. Being a true lady of the Old South, her date of birth will forever be a mystery.

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Murder on a Girls' Night Out
A Southern Sisters Mystery

Chapter One

Mary Alice flung her purse on my kitchen table, where it landed with a crash, pulled a stool over to the counter and perched on it. "Perched" may not be the right word, since Mary Alice weighs two hundred and fifty pounds. The stool groaned and splayed, but it held. I began to breath again.

"I have decided," she announced, "that I am not going gentle into that good night."

"Thank God," I said. "We were all worried about you. Last year when you dyed your hair Hot Tart—""Cinnamon Red."

"Well, whatever. We all said, 'There she goes gentle.

Mary Alice giggled. She's sixty-five years old, but she still giggles like a young girl. And men still love it.

"That was a little much." She patted her hair. "This is just plain old Light Golden Blond. It's what you ought to use, Patricia Anne."

"Too much trouble." The timer went off on the stove and I took out a batch of oatmeal cookies.

"It would charge Fred's batteries."

"There's nothing wrong with Fred's batteries." I went around her to get a spatula and opened the drawer too hard, banging it against my leg. How long had it taken her to get to me this time? One minute? No record. In the sixty years we have been sisters, I figure the record is somewhere below zero, into the negative integers of time. Absolute proof of the theory of relativity.

"Well, your hair sure could use some help."

I scooped up a hot cookie and handed it to her. Bum, baby, bum.

Mary Alice blew on the cookie. A couple of crumbs fell on her turquoise T-shirt, which declared "Tough Old Bird" and which had apelican with a yellow beak peeking around the words. Given the expanse and jiggle of Mary Alice's chest, that bird was having a rough flight. "Hand me a paper towel," she said. I tore one off and gave it to her. She sank her small teeth into the cookie. "Ummm," she said. "Ummm."

"Good?"

"Ummm."

I put the plate by her. "You want some tea?"

"Ummm." She reached for a second cookie. "Mouse," she said, "these are great."

I banged the ice into the glasses. Mouse. The old childhood nickname.

Mary Alice looked up. "I'm sorry. It just slipped out."

I sighed. "It doesn't matter."

"And mice are little and cute."

"And can bite."

"Yeah. I'd forgotten about that." Mary Alice has a crescent scar on her leg where I bit her when I was three and she wouldn't let me play with her Shirley Temple doll. Daddy had liked to tell the story and said he thought they were going to have to wait until it thundered to get me to turn loose, a reference to snapping turtles. He and Mother had called me Mouse, too, though. And say what you please, if Mary Alice and I hadn't been born at home, I know they would have been at the hospital having the records checked to make sure we hadn't been mixed up. Whereas Mary Alice had been born a brunette with olive skin, I had been a wispy blonde and pale. She had been healthy and boisterous; 1, sickly and quiet. My big teeth should have been hers. You name it; if it could be different, it was.

"I know a woman named Jean Poole," Mary Alice said. I smiled. We had been thinking the same thing. "What I came to tell you, though, is I've bought a country-western bar named the Skoot 'n' Boot. Up Highway 78."

I laughed and reached for a cookie.

"When Bill and I were in Branson, Missouri, last spring, we learned how to line dance, and we've been going out to the Skoot 'n' Boot every Thursday night. It's a lot of fun. You and Fred ought to try it."

"Are you serious?"

"Of course I'm serious. Y'all don't do enough. Fred's only sixty-three. Bill's seventy-two and he just loves it. He"s hardly out of breath when it's over." Bill Adams is Mary Alice's current "boyfriend." I swear that's what she calls him. He showed up trying to sell her a supplement to her Medicare and he never really left.

"No, I mean about buying this place."

"Sure I'm serious. I told you I wasn't going gentle into that good night."

"Nobody thought you were, Sister."

"And country-western bars are hot right now. Everybody's going to them, getting dressed up in their fringy clothes and boots."

"Fringy clothes?"

"Stuff with fringe on it. You know." Mary Alice stretched her fingers out from her chest as if she were pulling bubble gum from the pelican's beak. "Fringe. Tassles."

"Where is it, this bar?"

"The Skoot 'n' Boot. I told you. It's about twenty miles out Highway 78. Bill and I were in there the other night and got to talking to the man who owns it, and he said he was trying to sell it, that he needed to go back to Atlanta because both his parents are sick and he needs to be near them. He says he hates to leave because the club's doing so well. There was a crowd out on the floor line dancing and I thought, Well, why not? Roger would have liked his money invested this way. So we met at the bank this morning and I bought it."

Roger had been Mary Alice's third husband. They had all died rich and, thanks to Sister, happy. She had given each of them a child, which, considering their advanced ages, was more than they had expected. And I think she really loved them-the husbands. She has them buried together at Elmwood Cemetery for convenience...

Murder on a Girls' Night Out
A Southern Sisters Mystery
. Copyright © by Anne George. Reprinted by permission of HarperCollins Publishers, Inc. All rights reserved. Available now wherever books are sold.

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Murder on a Girls' Night Out (Southern Sisters Series #1) 4.1 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 40 reviews.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Anne George books and tapes are incredible. At times they will have you laughing out loud with their wit and humor. Realism, humor, mystery and more--all in one creation. Who could ask for more? After reading them, I came to the conclusion that I must have been a southern belle in a previous life ;-)
Guest More than 1 year ago
I was on my lunch hour reading a book when a coworker started laughing out loud as she read her book. I asked her, 'What are you reading?' She said, 'Anne George's new book, it's so funny'. The next day I purchased her book at Barnes & Noble and one week later I had bought two more. Murder on a Girl's Night Out was my first introduction to Anne George. Patricia Anne and her sister Mary Alice remind me of the old movie, 'The Snoop Sisters.' As I read this book, I found myself laughing out loud and feeling great. Anne George has such a wonderful way with words. Now here's a real mystery, 'How does Anne George takes a murder mystery and make it funny and enjoyable?. She's a great writer. If you need something to make your day more exciting, then here's the author for you, Anne George.
3amigos More than 1 year ago
Just found Ms. George's series (Southern Sisters). Good laughs, enjoyable read for an afternoon away from the hustle of life. Enjoy!
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Highly recommended in all Anne George books or tapes. Use tapes on trips and find they are truly enjoyable. My only sorry is that she passed and we have lost such a talented writer.
Guest More than 1 year ago
Personally, I really liked this book because it was fun, but still a mystery. Mary Alice and Patricia Anne are very strong characters and they make you laugh. It was very good.
Guest More than 1 year ago
You'll love the Southern Sisters.
catshade13 More than 1 year ago
I enjoyed this book which was the book of the month for my book club. I never had a sister but I think the Anne George captured the way the two sisters acted towards each other the way sisters are. I thought I had the murderer figured out but there is a very nice twist or two that surprised me. Highly recommend.
madamejeanie on LibraryThing 2 days ago
The main characters in this book are Mary Alice (aka Sister) andPatricia Anne, a pair of 60+ year old southern sisters who are about asdifferent as daylight and dark. Mary Alice is large, flamboyant, andfull of fun; she's buried three husbands and isn't ready to quit anytime soon. Patricia Anne is a retired high school English teacher whojust wants to lead a quiet life in her golden years with her husband.When Mary Alice decides on the spur of the moment to buy a country danceclub called the Skoot N Boot, she insists that Patricia Anne ride alongto go see it. It's daytime and the place is pretty quiet when PatriciaAnne gets the grand tour and meets the former owner.But the world turns upside down the next morning when the former owneris found murdered inside the club and both sisters get grilled by thelocal sheriff for any information they can provide. Things go from badto worse when the murder scene is ransacked and drugs are found. Allfingers seem to point to the club cook, who is a favorite former studentof Patricia's.This book was a pleasant little read, but nothing special. I ratherlike the characters, so I'll be looking for other books in the series,but it's not something I'll be beating the bushes to locate. I'll giveit a 4 because it WAS a nice little read and I didn't suspect the rightculprit, though I must say it seemed a bit contrived to me the way theauthor pulled it all together at the end. She's got writing talent andcan certainly write good dialog, but it's not so strong on plot.
jepeters333 on LibraryThing 2 days ago
Retired Alabama school teacher Patricia thinks her older sister, flamboyant Mary Alice, has lost her mind. On a whim, Mary Alice bought the Skoot n' Boot, the local bar where she and her boyfriend hang out.
bugeyzz23 on LibraryThing 2 days ago
This is just one installment of the antics of the "Southern Sisters" who always just happen to be in the vacinity of a murder. They are quite the characters!!! It's a book that will keep you grinning.
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TheLibraryhag on LibraryThing 3 months ago
The first of the Southern Sisters Mystery series introduces sisters Mouse and Sister, 60 something Alabama ladies who could not be more different. Tiny, ladylike Mouse is dominated by her older, larger than life sibling, Sister. That is how she ends up in the middle of a murder investigation and the Skoot and Boot, a club Sister has recently bought from the now deceased Ed. The murder is the first disaster to befall the "Skoot" as the sisters fall upon one clue after another. As with many cozy mysteries it is the cast of quirky characters who keep this story so engaging. Mouse, who deals with distress with humor, is hysterical.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Awesome!! love this series. Love these characters. Very well written and entertaining on every page Laugh out loud funny.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
This book is very funny. Even though I am only on Ch. 3, I already loved it.
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Here
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BettyG76 More than 1 year ago
The Sisters are always a fun read. Wish I had sisters like them.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Loved these books. So sad that when an author dies, not only do we lose her (or him -- as in James Doss) we lose the characters we've grown to love.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Just....ok.
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