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over to dinner once, and she was real nice to me.”
                “You’re just saying that
to protect Jesse. If you ask me, she’s a classic example of a woman who has
real loose morals, if you know what I mean,” she said, raising her eyebrows. “All
you have to do is look at her, and you know what I’m saying is the truth. Poor
Jesse, he went for her line of garbage, hook, line and sinker. You know what
those French women are like. I tell you she doesn’t belong here in Cedar Bay.”
                “I really need to go
now,” Kelly said. “Would you like me to call Dr. Burkhart for you, Mrs. Allen?
He could probably give you something to help you get through the next couple of
days.”
                “No, Kelly. At my age,
one becomes familiar with death. It’s just that no mother should outlive her
son. Somethin’s not right about that. Goes against God’s laws. I’ll be okay.
Don’t you worry none. I’ve got Celia here, and with her love and support I’ll
get along.”
                “Here’s my phone number
if you need anything. I imagine Sheriff Mike will want to talk to both of you
in a day or so. Again, I’m sorry to be the bearer of such bad news, but I
didn’t want you to hear it from someone else.”
                “Thank you,” Celia said.
“I think Momma needs to lie down for a little while, but mark my words, the
sheriff needs to talk to Sophie Marchant before he wastes his time with anyone
else. You tell him I said that.”
                “I will,” Kelly said,
opening the door and walking out to the waiting patrol car where Lady was
standing in the front seat watching for Kelly’s safe return. While she waved
goodbye to Celia, she made a decision to try and find out if Sophie Marchant
was staying at her big house on the cliff this weekend.
                A few minutes later she
said to the young deputy, “Thanks for the ride. You can just drop me off and go
on back. I need to run a couple of errands anyway.”

CHAPTER 5
                                                         
    Almost immediately after the deputy sheriff dropped
Kelly off at her home, she and Lady got in her minivan and headed south from
town. Five minutes later Kelly spotted a road that led off the highway and up to
a large glass and wood house on the cliff overlooking Cedar Bay. She’d never
met the owner of the house, Sophie Marchant, but she remembered a few years
earlier how the town was buzzing about the large home that was being built
overlooking the bay. She also vaguely remembered that there had been talk that
it was too much house for a single woman, and the modern architectural style wasn’t
compatible with the majority of the homes in Cedar Bay, most of which had been
built in the early years of the 20 th century.
                Kelly pulled into the circular driveway
and parked. She walked up to the front door, noticing that she could easily see
the bay and the ocean by looking through the expanse of glass on the front of
the house which was repeated on the back side of the house. A red tile roof
gave the house a distinct Mediterranean look which seemed out of place to Kelly,
as the Oregon coast was almost always rainy and overcast. She rang the doorbell
and the door was immediately opened by a beautiful 40ish looking woman dressed
elegantly in a grey cashmere slack set with a maroon scarf casually thrown over
her shoulder. Small pearl earrings and a matching necklace gleamed against her
olive complexion and auburn ringlets.
                “May I help you?” the woman asked.
                “My name is Kelly Conner, oops, Kelly
Reynolds, now. I was just married yesterday, and I’m not used to my new married
name. My husband is the county sheriff.”
                “Yes, I’ve heard of you. You’re the owner
of Kelly’s Koffee Shop,