Edited by Caro1970 at 10-07-2023 11:44
Art can be murder. It was a beautiful autumn evening in Maine. The setting sunplayed through the changing colors of the leaves on the forested side of alookout. On a public viewing platform, an easel stood empty and waiting for thepainter. But the artist lay, curled seemingly asleep at its feet. But it was asleep from which there would be no awakening. Has Jan found herself involved in another murder mystery?And more importantly, will anyone ever get to pet Kitty Jr.?
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