It’s still possible a squirrel will take me in another direction, but for now I may as well give this idea some light.
Sandra had mentioned to Jason she dreamed of being the amateur sleuth to solve the mystery.
He never intended for her to believe the museum was haunted, but that was her conclusion nonetheless.
Long before they tried skipping class and smoking on campus, Jamison was one of them.
Though she had only worked for this tycoonness for a few weeks, Cathy knew not to accept the services meant for the owners.
Cliff didn’t speak until he was four years old.
The number snapped Betty to that night fifty years ago.
After fifty-five years of marriage, George no longer knows Judith. But, for a moment, he knows The Shadow.