Tea and muffins. I always want to serve that when people come visit but I have so much tea it is overwhelming to visitors. I need to just pick one for them. Let alone remembering to bake things before people arrive. Who needs that much bready goodness?!


Isolde and Ambrose went to talk with poor Mary Dartmore. She was back in her own home, hands shaking almost too much to pass around the tea Officer Rosenfeld had helped her make. “I’m sure you’re still very upset, but it would be helpful if we could talk to you about Ela. We’ll keep it short,” said Isolde.

“We were neighbors and friends. I don’t know how this happened!” Mary cried.

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