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obituary that ran two days later. Apart from being listed as surviving the couple, there were no other mentions of Susan.
    “How’s it coming?” Grace asked when she came back into the Reference Room.
    Annie showed her the printouts. “That’s all I’ve found so far.”
    “Why don’t you check the records on when she sold the house?”
    “That’s a great idea. Any suggestions on how I’d do that?”
    “Look up the Lincoln County public records. There should be some information on their site.”
    Annie went back to the computer. From the several possibilities that appeared, she settled on the one that said “Lincoln County Registry of Deeds.” When the site came up, she browsed around until she found a place where she could enter Susan’s name and a date range from January 1989 through December 1990.
    Several records popped up, but it was the third one from the bottom that made Annie smile. MORRIS, SUSAN S. - BLANCHARD, PAUL & JUDITH - Deeds - Stony Point - 07/26/1989 - 1564-101. So Susan had sold the house in July of that year. Now what about the marriage records? If she had married around the time she sold the house, it should be easy to find the name of her husband.
    Annie wrote down the information from the deed registry, but just as she was about to start looking for marriage records, Grace’s voice came over the intercom. “The library will be closing in five minutes. Please return all reference materials to the Reference Desk. If you have items you would like to check out, please bring them to the Circulation Desk now. Thank you, and please visit the Stony Point Library again soon.”
    Annie glanced at her watch. Five minutes till five o’clock already? The Internet could eat up time faster than anything she could think of. At least she had found out a few things, and she had some actual dates to go on. It was a start.
    She picked up her purse and the microfiche copies she had made and went into the main part of the library. Several people were waiting to check out books, so she gave Grace just a wave and a smile before going out to her car. She had a feeling she’d be back soon enough.
    When she pulled up in front of Grey Gables, she saw the red Mustang parked in the driveway next door and decided to drop in. Alice opened the door, stylish in a black sweater set that must have set off her line of jewelry to perfection.
    “Annie!”
    “Hey, neighbor. You busy?”
    “Never too busy for you, neighbor.” Alice smiled and opened the door wider so Annie could come in. “Just got back from my Princessa jewelry party, and I have one for Divine Décor in a little while, but I was taking a break for a few minutes.”
    “Oooh, it feels good in here.” Annie rubbed her hands together, glad to be inside the carriage house’s cozy living room.
    “We may have a little more snow tonight. Have a seat. You want coffee? I have some on.”
    “That’d be great.”
    It took Alice only a minute to return with two steaming cups of coffee and a little plate of peanut butter cookies.
    “I made these for the Princessa jewelry party. Might as well finish them off.”
    Annie took one. “How did it go?”
    “Pretty well, actually. Sales are always up when Christmas is coming. How was the library? Find out anything?”
    Annie handed Alice the newspaper report about the death of Susan’s parents and their obituary. “Gwen was right about Mr. and Mrs. Morris, and Susan did sell the house in 1989.”
    “You’re a regular Sherlock Holmes as usual. And the husband?”
    “I didn’t get a chance to look into the marriage records yet. But I’ll see what I can find out at home. Grace was really helpful in showing me where to look, though. I may have to go back to the library. We’ll see.”
    “Isn’t there someone else in Susan’s family you could contact? A niece or an uncle or a cousin or something?”
    “I don’t think so.” Annie took a bite of the cookie she had taken. “Delicious as