CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR
It was late morning when Audrey left the heat of the library and stepped out into the cold air. She embraced the icy prickles, keen to shake off the deep sadness that had enveloped her. Not just the death of Robert Oakes, but the suicide of Edward Holden. Thankfully, Malcolm was available to meet for lunch, and the thought was already lifting her spirits.
Every now and then, as she walked through the small town, a guest from her tea party would say hello, and Audrey rejoiced in the friendly conversations. She approached her home from the far side of the street and took a few moments to look at it. Her eyes drifted up to the top window where Tina believed she had seen the face of a schoolboy.
Come on. Show yourself. Don’t leave me out. Audrey shook her head and crosse
