The Spotted Dog Last Seen

The Spotted Dog Last Seen — page 1
Prologue THIS IS A LARGE cemetery for such a small town And old You told us once that some of the gravestones date back hundreds of years But I didn’t make a habit of hanging out in cemeteries when you were doing the telling Believe me I’d rather have been anywhere else Did you know I arrived alone that first day Pascal Bender and Merrilee Takahashi were supposed to meet me at one o’clock by the iron gate There I stood It was three minutes past one And then it started to rain The first raindrops plopped against the grave markers which teetered this way and that over the lumpy ground I was sure that even a ghost could knock down some of them just by floating past at sunset Sorry I know how you felt about ghosts And vampires And zombies I could see that there were different types of stones brown white bluish gray but I didn’t know which was