Chapter thirty one
I spent the morning with my parents and ended up with another box of donations. Mom asked me if I would pick up a box from Mrs. Willoughby before dropping everything at the church. Since Mrs. Willoughby was ancient and shouldn’t be driving, I promised I would. I figured it was my civic duty to protect the town from her bad driving.
I steered Velma towards Lakeshore Drive and Mrs. Willoughby’s lakeside cottage. I passed a cluster of rental cabins and spotted Jay putting a canvas into the back of an SUV and head back inside. I pulled in to see if I could get more information. I hopped out of Velma and walked nonchalantly to the back of his vehicle and glanced in the open rear. I was shocked to see one of Elody’s paintings from Stone Street Gallery. Maybe Kevin was wrong
