âI guess weâve just breezed right past the whole âknocking-and-waiting-for-the-other-person-to-answerâ phase.â
âYou forget, niece, who owns this house.â
Thereâd been a time sheâd no interest in staying at the mortuary forever. That was Edwardâs job. Let him have the Academy, the Church and he could manage the mortuary as well and then everything changed. Now it was all her responsibility.Â
And so were the collective Spellman cousins.














