“What I saw stopped me. On the south side of the road-our property-fresh tire tracks in the mud showed where some type of heavy sedan or van had pulled off the shoulder and stopped. In the tall grass of the ditch, I found several cigarette butts and a jumbo Styrofoam coffee cup. Any passing car could have stopped there for a break; that wasn't unusual. But when I looked up, I began to worry. Tracks led from the car through the woods to the fence where a good eye, looking through a camera lens or... a pair of binoculars, could have seen both the back of Waverly and Miss Ella's front porch. I leaned against the fence and saw a dozen or so cigarette butts stamped in the dirt. Someone had stood here this morning, and I'd say they stood long enough to watch Katie walk across the pasture and circle me like a horse in a round pen. By now, I figured that news had circulated to New York. When I returned to the barn, Mose was making coffee. He poured me a cup and studied my face.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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