Secrets in the Grave (Serenity's Plain Secrets Book 3) by Karen Ann Hopkins Page B

called the paramedics or even their own Amish healer before she died?”
    “That’s a good question and one I don’t have the answer to—yet,” I said. “Perhaps the family didn’t know she was bleeding. She probably went into shock before she even lost enough blood to kill her.”
    Bobby nodded. “That is true.” He removed his glasses and rubbed his eyes. “How did the visit with the medicine man go?”
    I turned to Daniel. He shrugged and leaned against the counter. It felt wrong to talk over a person’s dead body, but Ishook off the dirty feeling and replied, “I witnessed a miraculous healing.”
    Bobby leaned in over Fannie, ignoring her all together. His eyes were bright.
    “It was the weirdest thing I’ve ever seen,” I admitted. “Do you remember Mervin Lapp, the little brother of Naomi’s killer?” Bobby nodded. “The injury he sustained when his brother hit him in the leg with the butt end of his shotgun never really healed. He was limping around in pain, and the medical professionals told him he’d need future surgeries to fully recover.” I ran my hand through my hair. Talking about it made me feel like a crazy person. “Well, Jonas healed him—right before my very eyes.”
    “I’ve heard of such healings.” Bobby grunted. “I wish I’d been there to witness it. I’ve always wondered if a person has that kind of power, why don’t they heal everyone?”
    “I basically asked the same question. Jonas is a conduit for God’s healing power. And God decides who gets healed,” I said.
    “Fascinating. I’d like to hear more about it over lunch tomorrow.” Bobby set down his clipboard. He pulled the plastic sheet over Fannie. “I don’t have time for it now. I want to get the samples sent off to the state lab this evening. Whatever Fannie was drinking in that cup might hold some of the answers we’re looking for.”
    “Sounds like a plan.” A headache began to throb on the side of my forehead. The strange afternoon had caught up with me.
    Daniel and I left Bobby at his desk, sorting out the samples and placing them in urgent delivery boxes. We dragged back up the steps, lost in thought. Part of me was revisitingthe healing I’d witnessed and the other was thinking about Fannie and her tragic death.
    I also wondered whether Daniel would spend the night. He’d been staying over at my apartment more frequently lately, and I’d noticed that he’d left his toothbrush beside mine that morning. The rapid developments in the relationship left me feeling rushed. It was odd that Daniel wanted to spend so much time at my place. He lived in a beautiful log cabin on the outskirts of town. It was much nicer than the one bedroom efficiency I was renting while I waited for the insurance company to conclude their investigation into the arson of my last home.
    There was still the dreaded conversation that Daniel had started that morning to worry about. Would he bring up the matter again? Clenching my teeth, I glanced over at him, only to find him smirking back at me as if he’d read my mind.
    “It’s almost quitting time,” he said, pointing to his watch.
    I stopped and tilted my head. “I was thinking that maybe we could drive out to your parents’ house and ask them some questions.” I felt cowardly about my ulterior motives, but shrugged it off.
    “Tonight?” Daniel scowled. “I don’t think that’s a good idea. More than likely, Aaron has called a meeting with the ministers that will include Father. And Ma is probably still at the Kuhns’ house. She’s close with Irene. She’ll want to be there to comfort her and help make arrangements.”
    Everything he said made perfect sense, but I still felt the prickle of irritation that he’d so easily shot down my attempt to avoid being alone with him that evening. He’d definitely takeadvantage of the situation. I’d be forced to discuss something that I didn’t want to and that was something I wasn’t ready for.
    “I’m afraid I