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Bad guys beware: There’s a soccer mom on your trail.
With three kids, Sandra’s life is a whirlwind of activity. Yet, sometimes she’s a little bored.
When a referee drops dead during her son’s soccer game, and a short man claiming to be an angel asks her to help investigate—suddenly, life’s not such a routine.
The angel (is he really an angel?) tells her to go undercover as a soccer referee, which, of course, is ridiculous. She hasn’t run anywhere since high school.
But Sandra will find out she is still capable of far more than she thought—with a little help from above.
Peter has been cast as one of the Walton boys in a local play, giving Sandra a new chauffeur duty. When the two of them get stuck inside the remote theater during a snowstorm, and then find a dead body, Sandra calls on her old friend Bob to help.
It’s a kooky cast of suspicious characters, and one of them is a killer. Can Sandra and Bob figure out who it is before someone else gets hurt?
Just how long did Sandra and her angel friend Bob think they could stay out of trouble?
A softball player has been murdered in the woods behind the church. But all Bob’s past sleuthing has gotten him into trouble, so he can’t get involved. Should Sandra stay out of this one and let the police handle it?
She tries to lie low, but then the police arrest the wrong man–and she’s got a pretty good idea who the real killer is. She’s just got to get her supernatural partner back in action.
To snoop or not to snoop … that is the question.
When Sandra finds a body in her daughter’s dance studio, she wonders if she should sit this one out. Motherhood and soccer have her busy enough. But then she gets a special request from the heavenly realm.
Could one of these dancing divas be a killer? Or is it the creepy stalker in the parking lot? And how far will Sandra have to go to find out?
Things get more complicated when an eccentric woman with a walker shows up and announces that she’s a gumshoe. Is there such a thing as too many sleuths in the kitchen?