“Will and Rob got into the act with a breathless account of a goat that had strayed into our back meadow, and though Annelise assured me that the animal’s owner had retrieved it, I had a sneaking suspicion that goats would reappear when it came time for the boys to compose their Christmas wish lists. I returned the cell phone to my shoulder bag and changed into a pair of soft wool trousers with roomy pockets so I wouldn’t have to carry Simon’s poison-pen note in my skirt’s waistband anymore. I w...as retying my shoes when I heard the sound of footsteps in the corridor. I went to my door and listened. The footsteps paused outside my room, then moved on to Simon’s. A moment later I heard his door open and close. Was someone playing post office again? I slipped into the hallway, tiptoed to Simon’s room, and pressed my ear to his door. At first I heard nothing, then, faintly, came a distinct moan, as if someone was in pain. I recognized the voice. “Simon?” I called. “Are you all right?”MoreLessRead More Read Less
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