It's been a long time coming since their last zany escapade, VANISHING ACT IN VEGAS, but the Silver Sisters and their delightful octogenarian mother and uncle are finally all set for their latest adventure.
IT'S CRUISE TIME and Flossie and Sterling encounter far more on the high seas than they bargained for. We have Waldo the Wonder Dog, their trustworthy performing dog, sailing along with them. Here is a little sneak peek:
CHAPTER 1
Eighty-one year old Flossie Silver poked the front page of Magic Moments Monthly with her bony
finger and held it up for her daughters and brother-in-law Sterling to see.
“Just look at this!”
The headline, “Sheik’s
Assistant Sizzles in Macabre Mishap,” jumped off the page. Right next to the
horrific story was a photograph of a smiling magician accompanied by a
beautiful Asian girl wearing a skimpy harem costume.
Sterling Silver put down his fork, and leaned across the
kitchen table to reach for the newspaper. “Let me see that.”
The elderly man adjusted his reading glasses and studied the
image of Sheik Ali Kazaam, elegantly dressed in cape and turban. He shook his
head and handed the paper back to Flossie. She passed it over to her daughter,
Godiva, then turned back to Sterling.
“Oy vey, did you
read the part about how his poor assistant, Pearl Woo, was accidentally
electrocuted during a rehearsal? It happened at the Chateau Magique in
Vancouver. Didn’t we do our act there one time?”
Sterling nodded solemnly and speared a slice of bright green
avocado.
The two retired vaudeville magicians ate breakfast in Godiva
Olivia DuBois’ large airy kitchen every morning at nine o’clock. Several years
before, Godiva’s millionaire husband, Max, had dropped dead in Las Vegas
minutes after winning a huge jackpot. A few months later her Uncle Sterling
moved into the gardener’s cottage on her Beverly Hills estate. The following
year, her mother Flossie sold her kitschy stucco bungalow in Hollywood and moved into the guest house.
Breakfast in the kitchen had become a morning ritual. Although Godiva’s career
as a syndicated advice columnist kept her very busy, she enjoyed joining her
mother and uncle whenever possible.
But that morning the discussion about a beautiful young
woman dying during a magic act was anything but enjoyable. She looked up from
the last bite of her omelet and stared at the newspaper. “What did you say,
Mom? Electrocuted? How could that happen during a magic act?”
