Inherit Midnight by Kate Kae Myers

Author:Kate Kae Myers
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Bloomsbury Publishing
Published: 2015-01-08T05:00:00+00:00

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Cutting it Close

The next morning it was Megan’s turn to wake me. “We’re waiting for the train to Germany, so I’ve only got a minute, but I keep wondering if you’re okay.”

I stretched. “It still hurts, but at least I’ve stopped crying.” Thoughts of last night flooded back. “And know what? Riley kissed me.”

She spoke over the background noise. “Is that the lawyer’s son?”

“Yes.”

A typical Megan squeal was followed by, “How was it?”

“Really great.” I smiled up at the ceiling.

Her next comments got broken up, but I could still hear the excitement in her voice. Then she said something that sounded like, “getting on the train,” and we were disconnected.

I turned over and closed my eyes, drifting off.

During breakfast at the hotel, I got a text from Mr. Benjamin that made me laugh.

“What is it?” Riley asked.

“Know how we’re supposed to meet with everyone at eleven? You’ll never guess where.” I turned my phone to show him. “It’s here in Plymouth.”

“Ha! That’s perfect. Makes sense, too, since this is where the Mayflower landed.”

At nine thirty we stood on the steps of the Pilgrim Hall Museum until the doors opened. We paid our admission fee and grabbed several brochures. It didn’t take long to find the room with the history paintings, and soon Riley pointed. “Here it is.”

We studied The Landing of the Pilgrims by Henry A. Bacon, painted in 1877. I frowned. “That’s it? Kind of disappointing.” The artist showed a young woman in a shawl and cap being helped out of a crowded rowboat by a Pilgrim. “I mean, the artist painted her all prim and dainty. In the story Grandmother told, Mary jumped in the water and waded to shore.”

“This is just Henry Bacon’s idea of how it happened, and he didn’t paint it until around two hundred years later. Besides, who cares? Turn around and I’ll take your picture.”

As we left the art chamber, we ran into Warren and his wife. They both looked a little startled, but Stasia said hi to me as they passed. For a couple of seconds it seemed she wanted to say something else, but after I said hi back, she just smiled and followed Warren inside.

We found one of the museum guides, a woman with gray hair and glasses on a chain around her neck. Riley said, “Can you help us? We’re looking for Mary Chilton’s will and also her inventory.”

She looked a little surprised. “Since yesterday, you’re the third person to ask that.”

Riley and I glanced at each other. “What can you tell us?”

“The same thing I told the others. A copy of her will and inventory are found in a genealogy book. Volume fifteen of what we call the Silver Books.”

“A book? You don’t have her actual will here?”

“No. We only have reproductions of it in the book, which is currently out of print. There’s a planned reprinting of the Silver Books, but I can’t tell you when.”

We thanked her and turned away. Riley blew out a frustrated sigh.

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