Crosspatch. A Southern Quilting Mystery, #17

This crosspatch is at cross purposes with everyone. Summer, despite her cheery name, was hardly a ray of sunshine in the small town of Dappled Hills. She had a crabby personality and was constantly looking for ways to insert herself and her opinions into other people's business. In fact, when most people saw Summer approaching, they fancifully imagined storm clouds heading in their direction. Perhaps it wasn't much of a surprise then when Summer was discovered, dead. When one of Beatrice's friends is suspected in Summer's murder, the retired art curator and amateur sleuth starts nosing around to clear his name.
Can she find out who killed Summer before the murderer strikes again?