I frowned at him. What was he so interested in that for? “Umm… I have no idea. We do that for each other sometimes—you know—if we see something cheap enough that the other might be interested in. Barry has a box for me, too. Remember last summer when I gave him those nut dishes from the yard sale?”

“Oh, right. Of course.” He shrugged, and then took a pack of cards out of his shirt pocket and joined the others who were already lounging on the couch. “So, did you find out any more about why Lavinia was in the library?”

“Not really,” I muttered. It didn’t seem fair to mention Myrna had seen Ophelia that morning until I knew exactly what she was up to and I sure as heck couldn’t tell them that Lavinia’s ghost had told me her death was no accident.

Bing raised a bushy eyebrow at me as he made a card disappear in thin air, then made a show of retrieving it from his sock.

“We checked in the Gazette and there was no notice of a book sale at the library,” Hattie said as she sipped her tea.

“But she could have come in early for another reason,” Josiah said.

“Right,” I offered. “There are probably lots of reasons she could have come in early.”

Cordelia bit her lower lip. “I never knew her to come in early, Josiah.”

“Well, something brought her there,” Bing said.

Hattie shrugged. “I guess it really doesn’t matter. It was an accident, right?”

Everyone looked at me and I felt like a deer trapped in the headlights. Thankfully, I was saved by Pandora, who let out an ungodly wail from the other end of the bookstore just before something landed on the floor with a loud crash.

“What the heck?” I sprinted toward the source of the noise and found Pandora sitting in the mystery aisle amidst a pile of books.

“Did you knock these down?”

“Mew.”

“That’s not nice.” I stooped and picked up the books, putting them back on the shelf while she watched with her golden green eyes.

I stood and pointed my finger at her. “Don’t do that again.”

She gave me a bored look and started washing her face.

“Is everything okay?” Cordelia yelled.

“Yep. Pandora just knocked some books down.” I walked back to the front, picking my coffee up from the counter where I’d left it.

“So, anyway, we were saying that Lavinia’s unfortunate accident was just that.” Bing slid his eyes over to me. “That’s what Augusta says, right?”