Chapter 5“Hey, stranger. Didn't I just see you a little while ago?” Maggie said in a coy tone with an enormous smile displaying bright white teeth.
“Yes, but that was before the drama. Although I feel bad for the Paddington family, I'm glad to see you again.” Between the unexpected death and my determined attempt to avoid memories of Francesca, I'd originally thought being alone was the best thing for me. Sharing an afternoon cup of coffee with Maggie changed my mind.
“What happened?” she asked, signaling to a server for a large decaf. When it was delivered, I handed the kid a ten-dollar bill and told him to keep the change. I didn't want to be interrupted again.
“I'm not sure if there's any merit to Gwendolyn Paddington's fears, but if the sheriff or coroner find anything concerning, w
