Along with her husband, she owned a big yellow square-framed house with green shutters and a wide white porch that wrapped around three sides of it just two blocks from the Steadmans. Not only was she a notable member of the Altar Society, but she proctored the study hall in the high school library and knew Anna very well.Best of all, in Hannah’s opinion, she and her husband were relatively new to the area. Once military retirees looking for a quiet life in Little Town, USA, they’d discovered Clearfield on a holiday drive while stationed in Portsmouth at the Norfolk Naval Shipyard twenty-five years earlier. Another ten years passed before they moved to town permanently, long after the Benson murder/disappearance incident. There was no doubt they’d heard of it, of course—small towns being what they were—but they didn’t unconsciously stare at her as if she’d returned from the dead and they were polite enough not to bring it up.“And you wouldn’t believe how many people do,”
