Roxie shrugged. “Who knows? She drove away after that.”

“So, again, you think one of the siblings stood to gain something from Constance’s will?”

“Could be. Could be,” she said with a slow nod. “Beatty would never tell. But, of course, none of this means you ladies are completely out of the woods.”

“What are you talking about?” Izzy asked. “What woods?”

“There may be a few other rumors circulating about town.” Roxie straightened, hands folded on top of her staff. “Something about Nora threatening to kill poor Constance just moments before she passed?”

I laughed. I couldn’t help it. “That’s ridiculous. Nora was just being Nora. Where are people getting this?” The only person aside from Izzy and me who heard Nora threaten Constance was Williams, and Williams did not strike me as a gossip. Then again, Evenfall was a small town. If Williams had told even one person, then . . .

This was not good.

“Would you look at you two,” Roxie said, swatting a hand at us. “You look like you’ve seen a ghost.”

If only.

“I was just playing. Nobody is going to believe you ladies had anything to do with Constance’s death. You’re pillars of the community. Really, what would Evenfall do without the Warrens looking over us?”

Just then I noticed a new batch of students filing into the dance hall. “It looks like your next class is coming in.”

“We should probably let you go,” Izzy added, taking a step toward the door.

“All right. But don’t be such strangers. Come back anytime.”

Izzy and I both waved, but Roxie was already distracted by another little girl in a tutu standing in front of her.

“Well, if it isn’t Miss Molly,” she said, tapping the girl’s nose. “My favorite student all ready to go.”

We were almost at the door, when Roxie called out to us again, “Oh! But Izzy?”

We turned around.

“You know my brother’s not getting any younger, right?”

My aunt’s eyes widened.

“Someone should really make an honest man out of him.”

Izzy whirled around so quickly that she crashed into a coatrack.

“Not nice, Roxie!” I called back.

But all I got was more throaty laughter in return.

• • •

Should we head over to Theo’s now?” Izzy asked, adjusting her poncho to avoid meeting my gaze.

“I think I should head over to Theo’s, and you should head home.” I may have spent the early morning hours tossing and turning, but at least I got some sleep; poor Izzy, on the other hand, was looking more exhausted by the second. Not to mention the fact that I really did want to tackle this next part alone. I’d have to play dirty, though, if I had any hope of getting her to go back to the B&B. “Besides, I’m not the one you should be concerned about.”

“What do you mean?” Izzy asked, frowning against the sunshine.

“Nora could be up any minute, and if I had to guess, she won’t be waking in the best of moods.”