
Mac looked quizzically at his smirking neighbor. That’s from The Marriage of Figaro, I think. Her face was half surprised, half amused. With both doors open, Dinah could evidently hear the bird. Now tell me what you did to Curly so I can hush him up before cats start prowling the alley. I’ve got Luciano Pavarotti in feathers perched on my credenza.

Mac cocked his head toward the racket behind him. All right, Dinah, what did you do to him?ĭinah Rollings, owner of the Taste and See Bakery, looked up from her cash register.

While Mac MacCarthy hadn’t counted on peace and quiet when he returned to his office, he hadn’t anticipated an opera-singing cockatoo, either.ĭecember might not go as well as he planned.Īssuming the only logical explanation, Mac pushed his way through the connecting interior doors of the bakery adjacent to his engineering office.
