Title: NINE LIVES
Email: ice79auyahoo
Disclaimer: They're not mine. I'm just playing.
Notes: Set post Hard Eight
I found the first few chapters hiding on my hard drive; I originally started writing this not long after Hard Eight was published. I abandoned it without posting…
I'll post what I have, I'm not sure if it deserves finishing. Let me know what you think
PROLOGUE
The sign outside the church proclaimed
Plum/Morelli Wedding here today
In big bold block letters for the world to see.
It was certainly an event, an event of massive proportions. To Trenton this was not only the biggest wedding of the year, it was the event of the year, possibly the decade. Something people would be sure to tell their grandchildren about. In the burg this wedding was bigger than a 2 for 1 sale, bigger than an all you can eat buffet, bigger than when Babs married James Brolin. And that was saying something.
The who's who of the burg, the 'A' list gossips, the crème de la
crème of the grapevine crammed themselves into the pews of the church beside the curious onlookers eager for a good show; the pleased, but quietly cautious family members and the friends who still couldn't believe this was happening.
The church was full. Between the invited guests and the curious it seemed that everyone in the Burg had turned out to see my sister marry Joseph Morelli. Whether it was to witness the elusive and legendary bad boy bachelor tie the knot, or the beautiful bride, who no one expected to re-marry after the scandalous end of her first marriage, let alone marry a Morelli. Or maybe it was the inevitable entertainment value that any combined Plum/Morelli occasion was assured to provide.
Whatever the reason, this day was already destined for the pages of burg history - the day that Valerie Plum married Joe Morelli.
Okay, lets back this truck up and start at the beginning. The beginning is a very good place to start. When you read you begin with ABC, when you sing you start with dough ray me….Okay, sorry, procrastination is my middle name. Fine, it's Michelle but that's beside the point. The point is that all this started not long after the whole Abruzzi mess. Ranger had sent me packing back into Morelli's arms. Which had lasted all of two weeks when Joe and I had finally decided that our on again and off again relationship was most definitely off. This was also around the time that my mother decided that having two unmarried thirty something daughters was completely unacceptable. And that obviously, said daughters were incapable of finding their own dates and if anything was to be done about the situation, she was going to have to do it herself.
This was also the time that Ranger pulled a disappearing act. Nobody knew where he went. One day he was there intimidating baddies and making women swoon. The next he was the wind. Okay, that isn't exactly true. I knew where he was. Okay, that's not entirely true either, but he did tell me he was going out of town for a couple of weeks, that he wasn't sure when he would be back, but that he would call me to check up on me.
Okay, sorry, I was procrastinating again. Lets start this story shall we….
