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he’s entitled to running every show. Jeremy’s mother doesn’t look like any pushover, either,” Suzanne said.
    “The news report said the cause of the fire and explosion were being investigated,” Dana said. “That will slow things down, as well.”
    “Do the police have some reason to think it wasn’t an accident?” Suzanne sounded surprised.
    “Gary told me that they assume it was,” Maggie replied. “Jeremy’s work involved dangerous chemicals. But Dana’s right, the fire department and police need to determine exactly how it happened. The insurance companies will want to know, too,” she added.
    “Absolutely. They’ll want to know most of all,” Dana agreed. “Jeremy probably had life insurance and the company must be insured for the damage to the building. But I’m sure they’ll be able to holda funeral before all that’s figured out.”
    Lucy nodded, feeling numb. Almost light-headed. She was totally shocked by the news. Funeral arrangements? They’d just gone to the young man’s wedding, what . . . two days ago? He had been beaming with joy.
    “I’m sorry . . . I can’t believe it.” She shook her head and closed her eyes. “He was so young and they looked so happy on Saturday. Poor Rebecca. They were married only . . . two days?”
    “It is unbelievable,” Maggie agreed.“What are the chances of something like that happening? Probably ten million to one.”
    “Just goes to show you, you never know what’s going to happen in life. Day to day. Hour to hour,” Suzanne offered between wiping her tears.
    “But we rarely seem to remember, and live as if we have all the time in the world.” Maggie sighed. “I just keep thinking of poor Rebecca. How radiant and joyful she looked on Saturday. She told me that it was the happiest day of her life. At least they had that much together.”
    “Rebecca is heartbroken. No question,” Dana said. “But she’s young. She’ll get through this, eventually. In a way, I feel even worse for his parents. One never expects to outlive a child.”
    How true. It was impossible to say which perspective was more pitiable—Jeremy’s newlywed bride, or his parents, Philip Lassiter and Patricia Moore.
    “He was brilliant, wasn’t he? A real genius,” Suzanne said quietly.
    “No question,” Maggie agreed. “His death will be a blow to At-Las Technologies. He was their senior scientist and, Nora said, the real brains and talent of the operation.”
    Suzanne leaned over and scooped up the photos. “I’m going to put these away. For a long time, actually,” she added.
    A customer came in and Maggie sat up alertly and whisked a tissue under her eyes. “I look a wreck, don’t I? I hope I don’t scare the poor woman away.”
    “You look fine, Maggie.” Dana soothed her.
    The customer had made a beeline for a display of needles and other tools that stood just past the checkout counter.
    “May I help you with something?” Maggie called out. The woman turned and nodded.
    “I’ll go.” Phoebe got up and trotted over.
    Maggie sat back and watched Phoebe for a moment. “It’s not that I don’t trust her, but I’d better get back to work.”
    “We understand.” Dana stood up and slipped on her jacket. “I have to run, too. I have a patient in a little while.”
    Suzanne and Lucy said their good-byes as well, though Lucy knew it would be very difficult to focus on work this morning in her quiet cottage. That was the downside of working on your own. You were basically alone with your own thoughts and moods, for better or worse.
    “I’ll let you know when I hear more about the memorial plans,” Maggie said as she left them.
    “Yes, let us know.” Dana’s tone was somber. “I never imagined we’d be donning our black dresses again so soon. And for such a sad occasion.”
    No one replied. No one hadto. Lucy knew Dana had just expressed what they were all thinking and feeling.
    Lucy left the shop with Dana and Suzanne. Instead of turning up