Chapter 20Another night passed with hardly any sleep since my cold had turned into something much worse. While living in LA for a decade, I'd avoided every possible germ and illness there was to catch. A month back in Braxton's harsh winters, and my body was ready to abandon me. I suppose that wasn't the only reason I couldn't sleep.
Once Myriam notified me about the package Gwendolyn received at Paddington's Play House, I immediately thought about rushing off to collect it. Then I realized it was a violation of federal law to open someone else's mail, even if the person was no longer alive. Actually, it was Myriam who brought up that last part. When I'd told her I'd stop by to get it last night, she discreetly tried to explain why she couldn't give it to me without proper approval. When
