Wylie was awakened early Wednesday morning by sunlight streaming through the window. He got up, dressed, and then went downstairs to brew coffee, which he drank while making out a list of everything he needed from the grocery store. He knew there were two of them in town, a smaller mom-and-pop one and another belonging to national chain. Given that he was starting from scratch as far as filling the fridge and adding to what was in the cupboards, he opted for the larger one.
As he drove down the Market Street, he checked out the various buildings on either side. There were several shops that carried items by local artists, as the town had a reputation as an arts and crafts center. There were also several stores that catered to tourists looking for antiques and other collectibles, as well a
