CHAPTER ELEVENFriday, October 30, 1987
ONE—The Miner House (1)
After leaving the Ewerton Veterinary Clinic that morning, with the just-vaccinated Persians Puff and Fluff in two wire-fronted plastic cages, one gripped in each hand, Arlene Campbell took a slightly different path home.
The two neutered males were heavy, and Arlene had to set their cages down every half block or so, where she stood rubbing her gloved hands, easing out the cramps in her palms and fingers. Arlene figured out roughly when and where she’d have to stop during her slightly-out-of-the-way walk home, so that she’d be pausing to rest right in the middle of Evans Street, which was two streets to the east of Wisconsin Street—and just happened to be the spot where Lucy Miner’s lifetime home stood.
By the time Arlene r
