3DIDN’T IT FIGURE THAT the one time Luella could have used those sleeping pills for their intended purpose, her prescription was aggravatingly absent? She didn’t have the heart to confront Chandelle about the theft, not after the ordeal with her friend’s grandmother.
They say it’s the quiet ones you have to watch out for, but perhaps the goody two-shoes are the real troublemakers.
Chandelle had never seen a dead body. The vision shocked her, and she told Luella she felt as though she’d crossed some mysterious threshold into adulthood. Of course, that was after snivelling for hours in Meadowlark’s resident library with Eugenia draped over her shoulder—while Luella alone welcomed potluck participants into the community room.
She shouldn’t complain. She really didn’t mind too much. Al
