Maura snatches the bouquet Elowen is carrying to her mother’s funeral and crushes the flowers beneath her heel.
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Chapter 15
Nora’s voice recorder stayed with Elowen.
Not me.
The evidence concerned my wedding.
The voice belonged to her mother.
That distinction mattered.
Once, I asked whether she ever listened again.
“Sometimes.”
“What part?”
She smiled.
“The beginning.”
I frowned.
Before the warning about Maura, Nora had recorded herself complaining that Elowen bought cheap coffee.
I had forgotten.
Good.
People should not become only their final act.
Nora was not “the dying woman who exposed the wedding plot.”
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She was a mother who hated cheap coffee, corrected table settings, and apparently swore at television weather forecasts.
Elowen deserved all of her.
