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From the Inside Flap
"Just tell me what you plan to do with that shovel, Grace. You know I'll find out eventually."
"This is me making sure you're not burying any dead bodies. We of Sugar Falls' finest frown on that sort of thing."
Her face grew pale before two high spots of color appeared on her cheeks.
He frowned. "You're not burying a dead body, are you?"
"Define 'dead body.'"