Beschrijving
Who knew a big fat murder mystery would come bobbing in on my fishing hook?
But it did. Well, sorta.
And you’d think the long blond stands of hair might’ve given someone a clue.
But they didn’t. Not to everyone, that is.
Oh sure, people talked. Some folks even said they knew who was at the bottom of the river. Others even said they knew how she got there too.
But they didn’t. Not really. It was just talk, and I knew it too. Mom said not to listen to what she called idle gossip.
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