{"product_id":"seaside-ice-cream-shop-mystery-paperback-bundle-books-1-12-paperbacks","title":"Seaside Ice Cream Shop Mystery Paperback Bundle (Books 1-12), Paperbacks","description":"\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"color: #00aaff;\"\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003cspan class=\"a-text-bold\"\u003eBooks 1-12 of the \u003c\/span\u003e\u003cem\u003e\u003cspan class=\"a-text-bold a-text-italic\"\u003eSeaside Ice Cream Shop Mysteries (Complete Series)\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/em\u003e\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003ch4\u003e\u003cspan style=\"color: rgb(255, 0, 255);\"\u003ePrefer Ebooks? \u003ca href=\"https:\/\/store.angelakryan.com\/collections\/all-ebook-and-paperback-bundles\" rel=\"noopener\" target=\"_blank\"\u003eClick here.\u003c\/a\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/h4\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cmeta charset=\"utf-8\"\u003e\u003cspan style=\"color: #333333;\"\u003eIf you love small New England seaside towns, endearing characters, page-turner mysteries, and ice cream parlors, you’ll love the \u003ci\u003eSeaside Ice Cream Shop Mysteries!\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cul class=\"a-unordered-list a-vertical\"\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e\u003cspan class=\"a-list-item\"\u003e\u003cspan\u003e\u003ci\u003eBanana Slit \u003c\/i\u003e(Book 1)\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e\u003cspan class=\"a-list-item\"\u003e\u003cem\u003e\u003cspan class=\"a-text-italic\"\u003eI Scream\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/em\u003e\u003cspan\u003e (Book 2)\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e\u003cspan class=\"a-list-item\"\u003e\u003cem\u003e\u003cspan class=\"a-text-italic\"\u003eSalted Caramel Crime\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/em\u003e\u003cspan\u003e (Book 3)\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e\n\u003cspan class=\"a-list-item\"\u003e\u003cspan\u003e\u003ci\u003eHot Fudge Homicide \u003c\/i\u003e(Book 4)\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cspan class=\"a-list-item\"\u003e\u003cspan\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\n\u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e\u003cspan class=\"a-list-item\"\u003e\u003cspan\u003e\u003cem\u003ePeppermint Stick-Up\u003c\/em\u003e (Book 5)\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e\u003cspan class=\"a-list-item\"\u003e\u003cspan\u003e\u003cem\u003eFrozen Pudding Fiasco\u003c\/em\u003e (Book 6)\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e\u003cspan class=\"a-list-item\"\u003e\u003cspan\u003e\u003cem\u003eMango Murder\u003c\/em\u003e (Book 7)\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e\u003cspan class=\"a-list-item\"\u003e\u003cspan\u003e\u003cem\u003eWhipped Crime \u003c\/em\u003e(Book 8)\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e\u003cspan class=\"a-list-item\"\u003e\u003cspan\u003e\u003cem\u003eCookie Dough Catastrophe\u003c\/em\u003e (Book 9)\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e\u003cspan class=\"a-list-item\"\u003e\u003cspan\u003e\u003cem\u003eA Sprinkle of Death \u003c\/em\u003e(Book 10)\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e\u003cspan class=\"a-list-item\"\u003e\u003cspan\u003eTutti Frutti Tragedy (Book 12)\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003c\/ul\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan class=\"a-list-item\"\u003e\u003cspan\u003e\u003cimg height=\"17\" width=\"89\" src=\"https:\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0754\/5444\/7933\/files\/SmallerFiveStarsCropped_480x480.jpg?v=1706237296\" alt=\"\"\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cmeta charset=\"utf-8\"\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: 11.0pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman',serif; color: #0f1111; background: white;\"\u003e“This is a great mystery with an amazing cast of characters and ice cream!”\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: 11.0pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman',serif; color: #0f1111; background: white;\"\u003e \u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: 11.0pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman',serif; color: #0f1111; background: white;\"\u003e   - Vickie M. Brown\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"text-align: left;\"\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: 11.0pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman',serif; color: #0f1111; background: white;\"\u003e“Good characters. Believable plot. Good, clean fun.\" \u003cbr\u003e    - Amy Belle Schmidt\u003c\/span\u003e \u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: 11.0pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman',serif; color: #0f1111; background: white;\"\u003e“Angela Ryan's latest series is off to an amazing start! Once I started reading, I couldn't stop. Ice cream, a seacoast town, murder mystery and unanswered questions all make for a great series.”\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: 11.0pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman',serif; color: #0f1111; background: white;\"\u003e   - MBF\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: 11.0pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman',serif; color: #0f1111; background: white;\"\u003e“Another cozy mystery series I’ve been hooked on!\u003c\/span\u003e”\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: 11.0pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman',serif; color: #0f1111; background: white;\"\u003e   - Victoria\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: 11.0pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman',serif;\"\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: 11.0pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman',serif; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman';\"\u003e\"Love the characters and storyline. Very clean and a great cozy! Can't wait to read the next book.”\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: 11.0pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman',serif; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman';\"\u003e   - Shannon S.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: 11.0pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman',serif; color: #0f1111; background: white;\"\u003e“This is a charming mystery that will keep you guessing until the end. It made me want to visit the quaint seaside resort and splurge on ice cream!”\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: 11.0pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman',serif; color: #0f1111; background: white;\"\u003e   - Papa Trox\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cdiv class=\"a-row a-spacing-small review-data\"\u003e\n\u003cem\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003cspan data-hook=\"review-body\" class=\"a-size-base review-text review-text-content\"\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/em\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\n\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003cdiv class=\"a-row a-spacing-small review-data\"\u003e\n\u003ch4 class=\"elementor-testimonial-content\"\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003cspan style=\"color: #00aaff;\"\u003eExcerpt:\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/h4\u003e\n\u003cdiv class=\"elementor-testimonial-content\"\u003e\n\u003cmeta charset=\"utf-8\"\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"text-decoration: underline;\"\u003e\u003cstrong\u003eBanana Slit: Chapter 1\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"p1\"\u003eAnnabel McBride swooned a little as the jaw-droppingly handsome Marcus Grady strode into her ice cream shop, with his black guitar bag swung over his broad shoulders.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"p1\"\u003eAnna wasn’t the type to become starstruck, but this man was a sight to behold. His light brown hair fell in layers above his ears, and his short, manicured beard gave him an irresistibly rugged look. Not to mention those smiling green eyes.\u003cspan class=\"Apple-converted-space\"\u003e \u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"p1\"\u003eAfter a sharp elbow in the ribs from one of her employees, Velma Bryant, Anna managed to speak. “You must be Marcus. Welcome. It’s an honor to have you perform at my grand opening.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"p1\"\u003eMarcus flashed Anna a half smile. “It’s my pleasure, ma’am.” His voice was reminiscent of honey. For a moment, Anna forgot that she was about to open the doors to her ice cream shop, \u003ci\u003eBella’s Dream\u003c\/i\u003e, for the first time. She wasn’t sure if the fluttering in her stomach was nerves, or if it was the result of meeting Seagull Cove’s favorite son, who also happened to be a pop music star.\u003cspan class=\"Apple-converted-space\"\u003e \u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"p1\"\u003eWho knew the ice cream business could be so interesting? If Anna had, perhaps she would have retired from her psychological counseling practice in Boston years ago. Of course, if she \u003ci\u003ehad\u003c\/i\u003e done it years ago, it would have been with her sister, Bella, by her side.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"p1\"\u003eMarcus winked at Anna. “I’m always happy to support a new business in my hometown. Besides, I’m on a break from touring, so I’m in town, anyway.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"p1\"\u003eAnna had a feeling that, in addition to Marcus’s generosity, she also had Velma to thank for Marcus’s appearance. Velma had lived her whole life in Seagull Cove, and she couldn’t have been more well-connected if she were the town’s mayor.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"p1\"\u003eA man with stringy grey hair that fell just below his shoulders impatiently cleared his throat. Then he gave Anna a curt wave. “I’m Ted, Marcus’s sound guy. Where should I set up?”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"p1\"\u003eTed was probably used to women losing their power of speech in front of Marcus. Not that Anna had any real interest in Marcus Grady, even if he had been anywhere near her league. Besides the fact that Marcus was in his late twenties and Anna was forty-four, she was not interested in a romantic relationship with \u003ci\u003eanyone\u003c\/i\u003e. All Anna wanted was to build her business and settle into her new life.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"p1\"\u003eWith her head down so that nobody would see her blushing like a teenager, Anna guided the two men through the large rectangular opening that led from the room that housed her ice cream counter to a larger dining room and gathering space. The far wall was lined with booths, and square wooden tables were scattered throughout the rest of the room. Anna imagined musicians, comedians, and open mic nights bringing the room alive. She smiled as she envisioned book clubs and other gatherings drawing the community into her shop.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"p1\"\u003eJust like Bella had dreamed of.\u003cspan class=\"Apple-converted-space\"\u003e \u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"p1\"\u003eAnna accompanied Marcus and Ted to a vacant area against the back wall. “You can set up there.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"p1\"\u003eTed disappeared, presumably to fetch the sound equipment, while Marcus pulled out a mahogany guitar.\u003cspan class=\"Apple-converted-space\"\u003e \u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"p1\"\u003e“That’s a beautiful instrument,” Anna said.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"p1\"\u003eMarcus rested against a stool and strummed a few chords. “This hunk of wood is more than a musical instrument. She’s more like a faithful old friend.”\u003cspan class=\"Apple-converted-space\"\u003e \u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"p1\"\u003eWhen Ted returned, a man who appeared to be in his early forties was with him. “I’m Donny Donaldson, Marcus’s manager. We spoke on the phone.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"p1\"\u003e“Yes,” Anna said, shaking Donny’s hand. “It’s nice to meet you in person. If there’s anything else you need, just let me know.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"p1\"\u003e“Thanks. I think we’ve got it from here.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"p1\"\u003eAnna glanced at the strawberry ice cream cone clock on the wall next to the counter. It was nearly time to open the doors. She wiped her palms on her black pants and took a deep breath. Anna had been anticipating this day ever since she made the decision to close her counseling practice and open \u003ci\u003eBella’s Dream\u003c\/i\u003e while visiting her cousin, Connie, in Florida.\u003cspan class=\"Apple-converted-space\"\u003e \u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"p1\"\u003eWhen Anna turned around to scoot behind the counter, Velma, along with two of her other employees, Jack and Olivia, stood watching her. Anna’s cheeks once again grew warm. “I’m sorry, I should have introduced you to Marcus. I guess I got a little tongue-tied.” Velma was her most experienced employee by far. She had worked for the former owners of the ice cream shop, which had previously been called \u003ci\u003eSeagull Cove\u003c\/i\u003e \u003ci\u003eCreamery. \u003c\/i\u003eJack and Olivia were finishing up their junior year at the local high school and needed summer work.\u003cspan class=\"Apple-converted-space\"\u003e \u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"p1\"\u003eAnna and her team were as ready as they would ever be for the steady stream of customers that she prayed would come throughout the day.\u003cspan class=\"Apple-converted-space\"\u003e \u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"p1\"\u003eIt had to if \u003ci\u003eBella’s Dream\u003c\/i\u003e was going to succeed.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"p1\"\u003e“No worries,” Jack said. “We see Marcus around all the time. It’s not a big deal for those of us who grew up in Seagull Cove.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"p1\"\u003eWithin a half hour, the sound check was complete, and Anna was opening the doors to \u003ci\u003eBella’s Dream\u003c\/i\u003e.\u003cspan class=\"Apple-converted-space\"\u003e \u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"p1\"\u003eShe kicked down the doorstop, allowing the cool, salty air to drift into the shop. The temperatures had climbed to the low seventies, which was unusually high for late-May. As far as Anna was concerned, it was nothing short of a miracle. Between it being Memorial Day weekend, the sunshine, and Marcus’s music - not to mention Anna’s amazing half-price banana splits - there should be no shortage of customers. She also hoped her free scoops for kids would draw families to her grand opening.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"p1\"\u003eAnna looked expectantly through the front window. Her storefront was mostly glass. It consisted of two large windows, each with one cafe-style table looking onto Main Street, with a glass door in the middle.\u003cspan class=\"Apple-converted-space\"\u003e \u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"p1\"\u003eA young boy with red hair and freckles was Anna’s first customer. He sprinted toward the shop, sounding like a stampede of wild horses. He was a few yards ahead of a man, a woman, and a young girl, who Anna presumed were his parents and little sister. Anna hopped behind the counter to greet her first official customer. “Hello, there!”\u003cspan class=\"Apple-converted-space\"\u003e \u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"p1\"\u003eThe boy stood in front of the counter with his hands behind his back, looking up at Anna with a wide grin.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"p1\"\u003e“Are you here for your free scoop?”\u003cspan class=\"Apple-converted-space\"\u003e \u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"p1\"\u003eHe nodded his head vigorously. “Chocolate, please.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"p1\"\u003eThe boy’s family caught up to him while Anna fulfilled his request. The woman, who had the same red locks as the boy, ruffled his hair. “Frankie is here for the ice cream.” Then she lowered her voice. “As much as I love ice cream, I’m here more for Marcus.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"p1\"\u003eAnna handed Frankie his chocolaty cone. Then Jack and Olivia took over, serving the rest of the family. Then the next customers. And the next. Most people took their sweet concoctions into the adjacent room, where Marcus was strumming his guitar and singing his way through his many hit songs.\u003cspan class=\"Apple-converted-space\"\u003e \u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"p1\"\u003eAnna’s heart swelled as she watched her sister’s dream spring to life before her eyes. After so much planning and second-guessing herself, it had all been worth it. Anna hadn’t felt happier since before…well, before her life changed forever just four years, eight months, and three days ago. But today, nothing could steal her happiness.\u003cspan class=\"Apple-converted-space\"\u003e \u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"p1\"\u003eAnna stood by the entrance greeting her customers, while Velma took their orders and rang them up, and Jack and Olivia scooped the ice cream and made more banana splits than they probably ever imagined they would make in one day.\u003cspan class=\"Apple-converted-space\"\u003e \u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"p1\"\u003eAfter a couple of hours, the foot traffic slowed down. Anna made herself a cone with a scoop of salted caramel ice cream and brought it into the dining room to socialize with her customers. Salted caramel was definitely her favorite. Or was it mint chocolate chip? Or rocky road? Or cookie dough? Or butter pecan? Or rum raisin? Or… There were so many. She would have to increase her workouts if she was ever going to keep her waistline in check. But that was a problem for another day.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"p1\"\u003eWhile Marcus masterfully entertained the crowd, Anna made the rounds, chatting with her patrons, who she hoped would become regular customers. Then she took a break and stood at the back of the room facing Marcus.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"p1\"\u003eA couple, who had been among the first few customers to arrive, sat at the table closest to Marcus. They looked to be in their late forties. The woman was wearing a Marcus Grady concert t-shirt and was staring at Marcus as if he were the only person in the world. Anna wondered if the man who was with her was her husband. He kept glancing at his watch and looking around the room, as if he were bored.\u003cspan class=\"Apple-converted-space\"\u003e \u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"p1\"\u003eA few minutes later, Anna’s cousin, Gianna, along with her husband, Gary, and their five-year-old twins, arrived and sat with Anna’s parents, Judy and Al, and her brother, Albie. Albie’s sixteen-year-old daughter, Sophia, was unable to attend, because she had to work. Anna’s parents had recently retired to southern New Hampshire, which was about an hour away from Seagull Cove.\u003cspan class=\"Apple-converted-space\"\u003e \u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"p1\"\u003eGianna gave Anna two thumbs up as she made her way to her family’s table. Anna went over to greet them, and after a few words of support from her family, Albie pointed to a table near Marcus. Anna couldn’t believe her eyes when she saw who was sitting there. It was Marcus’s girlfriend, Jasmine Hall, wearing an elegant floral lavender blouse over faded blue jeans. And Marcus was inviting her up to sing. What a treat to have two stars in her shop!\u003cspan class=\"Apple-converted-space\"\u003e \u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"p1\"\u003eThe crowd encouraged Jasmine with ardent applause.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"p1\"\u003eAs Marcus sang his latest hit, “Jasmine’s Song,” he gazed into Jasmine’s eyes. A twinge of sadness crept over Anna as she remembered the only man whom she had ever felt that way about. She shook off her sorrow and reminded herself yet again that she was lucky to have ever loved anyone as much as she had loved Ian. Even if their time together had been short.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"p1\"\u003eMarcus finished the song to a standing ovation, then Jasmine joined him in a duet. Judging from the smiles on her customers’ faces, and her weary employees, the day couldn’t have gone any better.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"p1\"\u003eWhen Marcus’s performance neared its end, customers gradually filed out, and Ted packed up the sound equipment.\u003cspan class=\"Apple-converted-space\"\u003e \u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"p1\"\u003e“I can’t thank the two of you enough for helping to make this day a success,” Anna said to Marcus and Jasmine. “I can’t believe you wouldn’t let me pay you for your time. At least take some ice cream home.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"p1\"\u003e“I’d better not if I want these jeans to fit,” Marcus said, patting his stomach. “And don’t mention it. I love performing for the people of my hometown. They always had faith in me, even when I was boy. But I am going to slip out as discreetly as possible, or I’ll be here all night.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"p1\"\u003e“Go ahead, honey,” Jasmine said. “I’ll stick around to sign a few autographs.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"p1\"\u003eMarcus managed to slip out the front door without attracting too much attention.\u003cspan class=\"Apple-converted-space\"\u003e \u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"p1\"\u003eA few minutes later, Anna’s family stood to leave, so she went over to say a quick goodbye. “Bella would be so proud,” Judy said. She could tell by her mother’s quivering lip that she was fighting back tears. Al silently nodded his agreement. The only time Al McBride was ever quiet was when he was choked up, so Anna knew it had been an emotional day for him, as well.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"p1\"\u003eJasmine remained at her table for more than an hour signing autographs and posing for selfies, while Donny stuck around to monitor the never-ending line. It was obvious why Marcus had wanted to make a break for it.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"p1\"\u003eAnna wiped down the front tables and the ice cream counter, saying a prayer that its round stools would always be full of happy customers enjoying her famous banana splits - at least they were famous in the McBride family.\u003cspan class=\"Apple-converted-space\"\u003e \u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"p1\"\u003eVelma was speaking to two gentlemen whom Anna had seen in the dining room earlier. 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