A Chat with a Character
Sometimes we readers wonder what our favorite characters are doing behind the scenes, those times between books. This morning, we drop in on the heroine of Moonlight Can Be Murder and By the Fright of the Silvery Moon ,Nettie Elizabeth Duncan McNeil, Ned to her friends (except Miss Ann, who insists on calling her Nettie.)
Please sit and have a cup of coffee. It’s fresh-brewed, and I made these cinnamon rolls yesterday. I’m glad you dropped in. Thought you might not come, with the rain we’ve been having. Just scoot Penny over a sit down. Penny! Don’t get your tail in a twist. You have crunchy Kibbles in your food dish.
Later today, if the rain lets up, I want to take Ulysses and explore more of these woods behind the house. There’s an old spring back there and I’d like to have the water tested to see if it is usable.
Let me tell you about this house I live in. It belonged to my Uncle Javin, you remember, but before that, my grandparents and my mother lived here. It’s where she grew up. We never had an inkling in all those years that this house had some secrets of its own. Have I found them all? I doubt that. I don’t know if you remember, but there was a family who lived here long ago whose daughter just disappeared one day. The story was that she ran away with her lover, but I’m not sure. It seems to me nobody tried very hard to find her. (Ned pauses for a drink of coffee and then giggles.) I wonder, was the moon full when she disappeared?
As you know, I have a job working for a real estate person here in town. It’s a fun job. I get to visit historic houses and write a story about each one. There’s an old one that is way back in the woods somewhere. Word is, it used to belong to a recluse, but people have been seeing lights in the house at night. Now, why is that? Another mystery.
Jackie and Pat are coming over later. They are interested in a diary I found wedged inside the back of an antique desk that was in the attic. I’m eager to see what’s in it too. I think it may have belonged to the young woman who disappeared. Could it hold clues to her disappearance?
Rain has started again! And lightning. You’d better stay until it all lets up. Please, have another cup of coffee. There’s one cinnamon roll left. Let’s divide it and now you tell me about yourself.
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