She laughed dryly. “I think the whole town knows that.”

“Right, as it turns out, she left behind some important papers in her room. Now, I’ve given most of them to Beatty Barnes to look after, but he said this one belongs here.” I placed the paper on the counter and gave it a pat for good measure.

“What’s this, now?” Beatrice asked, bringing her glasses up to her nose.

“It’s the ownership for the Graves family burial plot.”

She gave it a thorough look. “This is good to have. We had a break-in recently. A lot of documents were thrown about. In particular the ones having to do with the graveyard.”

“I heard. That’s why I brought this right over.”

She eyed the document closely. “What’s this? It looks like there might have been something stapled here at one time.” She pointed to the top corner of the page.

“Oh?” I felt my cheeks burn. “There’s no other page as far as I know.” That was true. There was no other page. There had been another page. An addendum. But that had been burned in my fireplace.

Beatrice looked at the page again. For a moment I thought she was going to raise an objection, but all she said was, “Okay, I’ll be sure to file this away. Did Beatty make a copy?”

“I don’t think so.”

“In that case, I’ll send him one for the estate. I’m sure, given all that’s happened, the more paperwork the better. Just so there are no misunderstandings.”

I nodded.

Beatrice’s smile dropped into something a touch more sad. “It would be nice to think all the Graves siblings could rest in peace together. Even Mary, if she so chooses.”

“It’s what Constance wanted.” The words came out before I could stop them. I felt my cheeks burn even hotter.

Beatrice gave me a funny look. “You sound pretty certain about that.”

“Well,” I said, performing a quick finger charm. “I would imagine that would be the case.” I patted my cheeks with my magically cold fingertips.

Beatrice gave me a wan smile. “I wouldn’t be too sure about that. Constance did have a reputation for being difficult.”

“You know,” I said, shaking my head, “I think she had a bigger heart than the world ever got to see.”

Chapter 47

I’ll get it!”

I trotted toward the front door of Ivywood Hollow. The doorbell had been ringing all day with deliveries. Most were food and supplies. The B&B was reopening in a few days. But some were for the special family event we had planned. One that was long overdue.

“It’s probably the roses!” Izzy shouted from the kitchen.

“Did you order them from Nixie?” Nora’s voice came from the top of the stairs. “If it’s her, I’m not here.”

“I thought she was your friend?” I called back to her with a laugh.

“I only said that to make Izzy happy and you know it,” Nora grumbled. “That girl has far too many questions. Tell her I’ll stop in at the shop tomorrow to settle up. She can pester me then.”