“What happened?” he asked, pushing the stand upright. “Somebody knocked into me,” Violet explained. “And I fell into this.” “Did you see who ran into you?” Henry asked. She shook her head. “No, but whoever it was whispered, ‘Mind your own business.’ And I smelled lavender. Like Heather wears.” Henry scanned the room. Since he was taller, he could see over racks and dividers. But the gift shop was packed with customers. “I don’t see Heather. Are you sure it was her?” “No, I’m not. The voice could have been anybody,” Violet said. “But Heather is the only person I know who wears lavender. She told us this morning she wears it all the time.” Jessie and Benny made their way across the crowded room. Henry quickly told them what was going on. “Would Heather follow us to Monticello?” Jessie wondered. “You told her we were coming here,” Benny reminded her. “That’s right, I did.” Jessie frowned. “Even if Heather did bump into Violet, why would she tell Violet to mind her own business?
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