“Is that so?” Good grief. She may have been reluctant to talk initially, but she was on a roll now.
“I was her caregiver those last six months,” she tacked on. “Burton was a real devoted son. He moved her down the road into the stone house so she’d be close by me. And Doc Gartiner too. He checked on her almost every day, but that cold-hearted nephew of his only came by to visit her twice that I know of that whole time. Poor Burton, well, he was a complete basket case after Billie passed away. I’ve never seen anybody so bummed out. And then he had to rely on his stepbrother to untangle the legal mess left behind from all three deceased husbands. Personally, I think Darren Pomeroy monkeyed with the paperwork so he’d inherit the bulk of the inheritance.”
“That’s too bad,” I murmu
