Mom and Daisy arrived back in the kitchen shortly after Fleur left, both eager to find out what was going on. After another quick fill in session, I sat at the counter with a queasy feeling in my stomach while Mom sighed over what I told her.

"Our little town was bound to catch some attention, dear," she said. "After all, with the death of Skip Anderson, we had a rather giant spotlight shone in our direction. Then with Ron's death in January? And considering you've been ...