“Halleigh, Mr. Compton has brought the family Bible that Andy’s grandmother wants to see,” I said, in case Halleigh had gone temporarily blind and hadn’t noticed the huge volume. Halleigh was looking a little rough around the edges. Her brown hair was a mess, and her green flowered dress looked almost as tired as her eyes. Presumably, she’d come over to Miss Caroline’s after she’d worked all day teaching school. Halleigh was obviously pregnant, something Bill hadn’t known, I could tell by the fleeting expression on his face.

“Oh,” Halleigh said, her face visibly relaxing with relief. “Mr. Compton, please come in. You have no idea how Miss Caroline’s fretted about this.” I think Halleigh’s reaction was a pretty good indicator of just how much Miss Caroline had fretted.

We stepped into the entrance hall together. The wide flight of stairs was ahead of us and to our left. It curved gracefully up to the second floor. Lots of local brides had had their pictures made on this staircase. I had come down it in heels and a long dress when I’d been a stand-in for a sick bridesmaid at Halleigh and Andy’s wedding.

“I think it would be real nice if Bill could give the Bible to Miss Caroline,” I said, before the pause could become awkward. “There’s a family connection.”

Even Halleigh’s excellent manners faltered. “Oh . . . how interesting.” Her back stiffened, and I saw Bill appreciating the curve of her pregnancy. A faint smile curved his lips for a second. “I’m sure that would be just fine,” Halleigh said, rallying. “Let’s just go upstairs.”

We went up the stairs after her, and I had to struggle with the impulse to put a hand under Bill’s elbow to help him a little. I would have to do something to help Bill. He obviously wasn’t getting any better. A little fear crept into my heart.

We walked a little farther along the gallery to the door to the largest bedroom, which was open a discreet few inches. Halleigh stepped in ahead of us.

“Sookie and Mr. Compton have brought the family Bible,” she said. “Miss Caroline, can he bring it in?”

“Yes, of course, have him bring it,” said a weak voice, and Bill and I walked in.