Forty-OneAll night long, questions buzzed through my mind regarding the locked box and its possible contents. When sleep managed to find me, strange kaleidoscope images of boxes and keys swirled through my dreams. By the time dawn arrived, I was glad to make my escape from bed.
Padding out to the kitchen in bare feet, I began my morning ritual and prepared the coffee maker. The bleak skies caught my attention and elicited a sigh. As I gazed out the window, I knew it would be another morning spent indoors.
With my coffee all set to brew, I made my way down the stairs just in time to catch Jane as she was leaving for Tockington. Though we had said our goodbyes the night before, I felt a need to see her one final time. There were so many questions on my mind, but as we hugged, I kept them t
