I returned to the kitchen to find my mother staring out the window towards Gordon’s police cruiser. He still hadn’t driven away and I was about to go ask him what was holding him back when the car started and he reversed down the driveway. 

“Did he have anything insightful to say?” 

“Nope, per usual I am the only suspect.” 

My mother smirked a little and turned away from the window. “So tell me about the neighbors. What is the mother like?”

“Prone to fainting.” 

My mother’s face soured. “Sounds lovely.”

“I wouldn’t say she is someone you would enjoy spending time with.”

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