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Silence of the Jams by Gayle Leeson – Character Guest Post + Giveaway

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Silence of the Jams coverSilence of the Jams by Gayle Leeson
A Down South Café Mystery #2

In the latest Southern cozy from the author of The Calamity Café, small-town chef Amy Flowers can’t take her freedom for granted when she’s served up as a murder suspect…

It’s Independence Day in Winter Garden, Virginia, and the residents are gearing up for their annual celebration. The Down South Café is open and flourishing, and Amy Flowers is busy making pies and cakes for the holiday. The only thorn in her side is Chamber of Commerce director George Lincoln, who is trying to buy the café so he can tear it down and build a B&B on the site.

When George collapses while eating at the Down South, everybody assumes it’s a heart attack—until the autopsy declares it to be poisoning. Now, it’s up to Amy to prove her innocence before her liberty is lost.

Includes delicious Southern recipes!

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Introducing Dilly Boyd

from SILENCE OF THE JAMS by Gayle Leeson

Hi, darlins! I’m Dilly. I’ve lived here in Winter Garden all my life. I’m a widow now, and unfortunately, I never did get around to having any young ‘uns. I don’t have any pets to speak of either, except for my raccoon.

My raccoon isn’t really my raccoon. He’s just a little booger who comes down out of the woods every evening at around dusk to get a biscuit. He comes right up onto the back porch and peeps in at me through the screen door. If I don’t notice him right away, he makes a racket until I go out there. Now, if I don’t have a biscuit, he’ll take a shortbread cookie. But he’d rather have his biscuit. I’m glad because I’m right partial to shortbread cookies myself. Not that I don’t appreciate a good biscuit too.

Amy—over at the Down South Café—makes the lightest, fluffiest biscuits you ever put in your mouth. I go to the café every morning for my breakfast, and I always get an extra biscuit to feed to my raccoon. I’m usually the first one into the restaurant for breakfast. I even went there every morning when the place belonged to Lou Lou Holman. It wasn’t anywhere near as good then as it is now. Amy’s a better cook on her worst day than Lou Lou ever dared to be on her best one.

I believe that good looking deputy Ryan Hall is sweet on Amy, and her whole face lights up when he gets within shouting distance of the café. They’d make an adorable couple, and they’ve been on one or two dates. I think they’d be just perfect for each other. Ain’t that the way of a lonely old lady? Matchmaking for everybody else? Not that I’d be opposed to her matchmaking for me. I’m a widow—I’m not dead.

I do wish that blowhard George Lincoln would quit bothering Amy about selling the café to him. She wouldn’t sell him the blamed thing before she put all that time and money into renovating, why in the world would she sell it to him now? Pert near every day, he comes in huffing and puffing and telling her how hard the restaurant business is and how he’d make Amy a partner if she allowed him to tear down the café and build a bed and breakfast on the land. Granted, Winter Garden doesn’t have any hotels. But I don’t reckon we need one. Anybody from out of town who wants to stay over around here either stays with family or a friend or they go to a hotel in Abingdon about twenty minutes away from Winter Garden.

Well, I’d better stop gabbing and get these strawberries over to Amy at the café. She said something about making some jam. I do love me some strawberry jam. It’s good on biscuits and shortbread cookies…but don’t tell that pesky raccoon that!


About the Author

Gayle Leeson is a pseudonym for Gayle Trent. I also write as Amanda Lee. As Gayle Trent, I write the Daphne Martin Cake Mystery series and the Myrtle Crumb Mystery series. As Amanda Lee, I write the Embroidery Mystery series. I live in Virginia with my family, which includes her own “Angus” who is not an Irish wolfhound but a Great Pyrenees who provides plenty of inspiration for the character of Mr. O’Ruff. I’m having a blast writing this new series!

Authors Links:
Webpage – http://www.gayleleeson.com
Gayle Trent Webpage – http://www.gayletrent.com
Facebook – https://www.facebook.com/GayleTrentandAmandaLee/
Twitter – https://twitter.com/GayleTrent
GoodReads – https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/426208.Gayle_Trent

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  • Sandy

    I love this series!!!!!!!

    • Gayle Trent

      Thank you!

  • Margaret Appel

    Love the book cover! Silence of the Jams just screams cozy mystery, read me! Looking forward to this one!

    • Gayle Trent

      Thanks! 🙂

  • Gayle Trent

    Thank you so much for hosting me on your blog, Brooke! 🙂

  • Rachel Vance

    This is such a great, fun, charming series. I love it.

  • Dianne Nickel Casey

    I haven’t read this series yet, but I really enjoyed the description of the book. Sounds like a fascinating read.

  • Teresa Wilson

    I haven’t read this series yet but I have already requested Book #1 from the library. I can hardly wait for it and this second one!

  • alwaysayankee

    Thanks for the giveaway! It it a great series!

  • EdyeNicolesMakeup

    What a cute cover!

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  • Laura

    I would love to read this! Can’t wait!