|“You found my philandering ex-husband?” Bitty asked. “Where? Mexico? Paris? In Tupelo with a cocktail waitress?”
“In your closet,” I answered. “Dead.”
Break out the hoop skirts and the zinfandel. The Divas are on the case. Wine. Chocolate. Transvestite strippers. Just another good-time get-together for the Dixie Divas of historic Holly Springs, Mississippi, where moonlight and magnolias mingle with delicious small-town scandal.
But Eureka “Trinket” Truevine, the newest Diva, gets more than she bargained for when she finds her best Diva girlfriend Bitty Hollandale’s ex-husband in Bitty’s hall closet. He’s dead. Very dead. Now Trinket and the Divas have to help Bitty finger the murderer and clear her name.
|Welcome to a genteel world of pimento cheese finger sandwiches, tall libations in frosted glasses, stiletto heels, aging southern-belle sisterhood, and murder . . .
In Dixie Divas, Trinket Truevine, her pal Bitty and their raucous divas friends in the historic small town of Holly Springs, Mississippi, solved the murder of Bitty’s ex-senator husband, Phillip. Now, in Drop Dead Divas, the Divas are sleuthing again. Their pal Naomi Spencer has been accused of murdering her fiance, drag race champion Race Champion. Soon, Naomi turns up dead, too. Talk about a fly in the martini . . .
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|Trinket and the Gang Will Stop At Nothing To Clear A Diva’s Husband of Murder Charges.
You’d think a midnight prowler would have sense enough to get out after being discovered by a group of middle-aged women armed with flower vases. Or at least stop what he was doing.
Not this one. Despite our menacing appearance, he kept opening cabinet doors and drawers.
Our intruder wore what looked like a black Ninja outfit. It did not flatter. He was a bit chunky and not much taller than me. Nor did he move very fast as Gaynelle and I bore down on him like a freight train. Instead of screaming in fear and fleeing out the front door-which stood wide open to help facilitate his escape-he turned away from the cabinet he had opened and threw something heavy. It was a Mason jar, and it hit poor Gaynelle right smack in the middle of the forehead. She dropped to the floor like a sack of flour.
I looked down at her, then up at the masked intruder. Eyes glittered at me from the tiny eyeholes, and as he seemed to be unarmed-no more Mason jars at hand-I let out a bellow and charged him.
|Trinket and her pals are, once again, caught in the middle of a murder scene…
“Professor Sturgis is dead.”
|Lights! Camera! Murder! Trinket and the gang, beware!
Hollywood descends on Holly Springs, and soon it’s up to the Divas to keep the stars from falling like magnolia blooms in a trailer-park tornado. Someone doesn’t want DARK SECRETS UNDER THE HOLLY to reach the big screen. He—or she—is willing to kill locals, movie stars, and maybe even Divas to stop it.
Diva-sister Dixie Lee Forsythe wrote the juicy tell-all about a historic Mississippi town very much like Holly Springs, and a lot of townsfolk would be happy to strangle her. Bitty is in a blond lather over a gossipy story line about a philandering Senator who very much resembles her late husband. And even Trinket’s a little miffed at Dixie Lee’s oh-so-recognizable Trinket Truevine character, described as, “built like a girls’ basketball coach—not necessarily a female one.”
Dixie Lee starts getting mysterious death threats, an actress brings being a diva to heights even Bitty can’t match, and a production assistant is murdered.
If Trinket, Bitty, and the Divas don’t solve this case quick, Oscars season in Tinsel Town will be short a whole bunch of stars.
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