She felt strangely warmed by the sight of the belongings she’d left behind. They weren’t much, but they were her very own: shampoo, brush, iPod, the ballpoint pen with a flower on one end, the paperback mystery she’d dog-eared on page 187, the clean blue shirt she’d been saving in case she needed...
Three men in black uniforms, silver epaulets on their shoulders, posted themselves in a row along the porch while Dave announced he needed all residents together. Paul ran up to the tomb to fetch Lacy and Kathleen while Roxanne, flustered to a splotchy pink, dashed around shifting potsherds and b...
When Lettie said the children would be well cared for by Lindsey’s neighbors, I felt relieved because I needed the evening to follow up on questions that the day’s events had brought up. Why was Mignon still here? If the Grey Lady was actually Bumps McAlister, wife of the owner of The Green Man, ...