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Edith: The detective scratched her head. Who left a cast iron skillet in a top drawer? Unless this was the blunt object she’d been searching for, the one missing from the scene of the crime.
Jessie: She knew Hamish was wrong when he said they had nothing to worry about. When he said the noise coming from the attic was probably made by a family of squirrels. LeeAnn might not know much about animals but she was pretty sure they didn’t yank open drawers or hurriedly pack boxes with valuables.
Sherry: Sarah Winston had had some tough jobs before and she’d seen a dead body or two. But the shocking way this man died had her rethinking her career goals.
Barb: Why did they leave, these long-ago people? Was it the drip-drip-drip of poverty-foreclosure-eviction or a sudden cataclysm? How did they decide what to take and what to leave? When they walked out the door, did they know it was for the last time? The abandoned house haunted me. I was determined to find out what had happened there.
Julie: You know what my downfall was? Not being willing to let go of that old cast iron skillet. Just because it was perfectly seasoned, I couldn’t let it go. Even after I’d used it to let Luther know who was in charge.
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