Chapter Seventeen
My eyes were starting to cross, so I squeezed them shut and took a break for a couple of minutes. I was coming up empty on finding anything in the book I had found giving the history of the area. Fortunately, the local newspaper had been digitized and we didn’t have to resort to hours of mind-numbing searches through reels of microfilm. Juliet had volunteered for the online searches while I combed through the library’s historical records and books.
“I found something,” Juliet’s voice broke through my reverie. I opened my eyes and saw she had a sheaf of papers printed out and a triumphant look in her eye.
“I hope it’s good because my brain is starting to hurt.”
“There’s an old copper mine on the property.”
“What? So what’s the big deal? Copper mines were all over this
