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actually read that part in the records.  That was information she had straight from her dream.  She was sure it would be in the church records, too.  No reason to bother Jon with the other details.  Like dancing cats.
    “I knew there was a reason I was marrying you,” he whispered.  Then his lips were pressing against hers and there was a long moment where the only thing she could hear was the beating of her own heart.
    “I’ll get the records in the morning,” he promised when they paused for breath.  “They should tell us what we’re looking for.  After that I can put out the information to the pawn shops and jewelry stores in the area.  Maybe we’ll get lucky.”
    It was nice to have him take her seriously, to know she could contribute to his police work without him laughing off her abilities as so much hokey nonsense.  She loved him deeply and it was nice to know he loved her in return.
    In her mind’s eye, she remembered the way Oscar had looked at Florence in the dream.  It reminded her of the way Jon’s eyes would light up when she came into a room.  The way he would smile at her, or touch her hand without even realizing he was doing it.
    Or the way he would walk with her upstairs, like now, to their bedroom.  The way he would whisper three words to her as they slowly undressed each other.
    “I love you.”

Chapter Six
     
    That Thursday morning was one of the busiest Darcy could remember in a long time at the Sweet Read bookstore.  If she thought Izzy had been excited about one box of bones, she was positively ecstatic to learn Jon and Darcy had found more.
    So was the whole town.
    There must be twenty people in the bookstore this morning.  Some of them were locals from in town.  She saw Isaac Gibbs talking to Rosie Weaver.  Evelyn Casey was here, too, animatedly discussing the whole bizarre affair with one of several tourists drawn into Misty Hollow following the news reports by Brianna Watson and others.
    Darcy had seen a constant line of cars coming off Applegate Road earlier when she came in to open the shop.  Some of them were tourists gawking at the cemetery.  A lot of them had news agency logos printed across their doors or their hoods.  Television and newspaper both.  This was one of the bigger stories to come out of Misty Hollow in a while.
    Which was why all of the people in town couldn’t stop talking about it.
    Darcy heard the same conversations played out a dozen times.  Finding the bodies packaged away like they were, getting into the graves and finding them empty, everyone wondering if there were more bodies taken and yet to be found.
    Worse, several people in the store wouldn’t stop staring at Darcy.  She was in the middle of the story, after all.  Her and Jon both.  Baxter Sams may be the new coroner, and he might even be the guy who started the whole investigation by finding the first box, but he wasn’t the one who had gone to Maven Sirles’ house to find six more boxes full of bones.  That was Darcy.  Oh, and did you hear she was there when all of the graves were dug up?
    For the most part Darcy tried to ignore it all.  She answered the few questions she was asked with information people already had.  People were looking for gossip, but she wasn’t willing to give it.  Eventually everyone returned to whispering to each other, sipping coffee at the few reading tables she had in the store, or huddled together in the stacks like conspirators. 
    Izzy went from group to group, gathering information and parceling it out again.  Considering she had been a virtual shut-in when she first came to town, Darcy was glad her friend could be this open and engaged with other people again.  It almost made her forget how much she hated gossip.
    Darcy sighed, and pretended to wipe at a non-existent spot on the puffy blue sleeve of her blouse so she could avoid eye contact with a group of locals over in the classic fiction section.  At least people were buying books