The Stocking Deed
I did not sleep that night in the garage. I lay on the cot beside the stockings, which Madison had hung on the pegboard between the hand saws and the …
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The Lavender Pit Stone
Dustin was halfway down the third floor aisle of the Tucson show, with the velvet box tucked under his arm like a football, when Loretta stepped out from behind her …
The Lavender Pit Stone Read MoreThe Lamp Room Key
I kept Mrs. Halvorsen on the line while Deputy Reyes drove north in the fog with his headlights smeared across the road. After twenty three years at the Lincoln County …
The Lamp Room Key Read MoreThe Hairnet Letter
The letter that fell out of the purse of Denise lay on the gravel by the fryer, and the mayor picked it up before anyone else. Mayor Eugene Bell, a …
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I parked the Cadillac in the loading zone of the Gulf View Hotel at ten past noon, and walked through the front doors in my good green dress and my …
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I did not sleep in the motel in Bentonville. I sat on the edge of the bed with the guardianship petition on my knees and read it eleven times, the …
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The woman in the paw print scrubs was not in her sixties, as I had guessed. She was seventy seven, with a gray braid down her back and the straight …
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The man in the dark suit on the dock was Detective Sergeant Paul Ferreira of the Massachusetts State Police, and the thick envelope in his hand was not a gift. …
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I drove to Bangor on Tuesday morning, two hours down Route 1A with my rosary on the dashboard, and I did not tell a soul. Lucien Gagnon met me at …
The Walrus Tusk Board Read MoreThe Dog Run Cot
Courtney dropped the gravy boat, and it shattered on the tile in a long brown splash that ran under the table. Twenty people turned to the front door. The man …
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