The Final Reveille: a Living History Museum Mystery (2015)
“The chief tipped his hat to me and walked over to his colleague. A few feet away from them, a crime scene tech held a dead bee up in the sunlight to examine it. He tilted it back and forth in his tweezers before dropping it in a small plastic evidence bag. Beyond the brickyard, I had a clear view of the barn. Jason disappeared around the side of it. I quickly looked away. I didn’t want to bring any of the officers’ attention to Jason; he wasn’t supposed to be in the village.
I walked along ...the pebbled path and made like I was going to cross the street. Taking a quick look over my shoulder to make sure that no one was watching me, I veered right toward the barn. I ducked through the break in the split-rail fence.
The Farm’s two oxen, Betty and Mags, who hadn’t yet been moved to the far pasture for the day, stared at me as I dashed toward the barn door. They weren’t used to having anyone other than Jason in their space. Although the girls were known for being gentle, I didn’t linger to find out how they viewed my visit.MoreLess
I walked along ...the pebbled path and made like I was going to cross the street. Taking a quick look over my shoulder to make sure that no one was watching me, I veered right toward the barn. I ducked through the break in the split-rail fence.
The Farm’s two oxen, Betty and Mags, who hadn’t yet been moved to the far pasture for the day, stared at me as I dashed toward the barn door. They weren’t used to having anyone other than Jason in their space. Although the girls were known for being gentle, I didn’t linger to find out how they viewed my visit.MoreLess
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