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Under the Princess Crown with

Nancy Haddock is an award-winning, national bestselling author. Basket Case is the first book in the Silver Six Crafting mysteries with Berkley Prime Crime. Her earlier books are La Vida Vampire, Last Vampire Standing, and Always The Vampire, and feature Gidget with fangs.

Speed Round:

Favorite movie: Father Goose
Favorite book: Way too many to name!
Last book read: Magic and Macaroons by Bailey Cates
Favorite color: Aqua
Stilettos or flip-flops: Flip-flops or barefoot
Coffee or tea: Both
E-book or paperback: Both
Pencil or pen: Pen

Favorite song: “Surfin’ USA”

Streak or not: Not

Favorite dessert: Coconut meringue pie

Champagne or gin: Kahlua

Paranormal or Historical: Both

Ginger or Mary Ann: Mary Ann

Favorite TV show: NCIS

Hot or cold: Hot

POV: First person

I'd die if I don't have: Literal answer: Oxygen and water. Figurative answer: Books!

The trouble Nixy expects in little Lilyvale, Arkansas

is not the kind of trouble she finds. 

As I climbed the front stairs, I spotted my five-foot-nothing Aunt Sherry standing behind two folding tables that blocked the front door. A coatrack held small baskets of woven hemp and willow, and a swath of blue gingham fabric lay around the fallen baskets, the edges fluttering as if agitated by the swirling emotions instead of the mild breeze . . .

Opposite my aunt stood the snarling star of the showdown in progress. She leaned over the folding table, her blood red fingernails scary long and lethal-looking as she pointed at Sherry.

“You’ll come to an agreement with me, Mrs. Cutler, and you’ll do it soon or you’ll be very sorry.”

“But, Ms. Elsman,” my aunt began.

“No buts,” the Elsman woman interrupted. “I want that option on your land, and I will by God have it.”

She tucked her asymmetrically cut black hair behind an ear, lifted a stiletto-shod foot, and deliberately speared one of the medium-sized hemp baskets lying on the porch.

My temper flared in a sonic boom of fury. “Back up and back off, lady,” I snarled.

The woman casually turned and arched a brow. “My name is Elsman. Ms. Jill Elsman, and I suggest you stay out of this. It does not concern you.”

“Actually, it does.” The black-haired, black-eyed demon woman towered over me, but I stood straight and let her have it. “It so happens that Mrs. Cutler, the woman you just threatened, is my dearest aunt.”

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Wow, Nancy, so wonderful to get to know you some more. So do you have a great recipe for coconut pie?