Chapter Nineteen
Myrtle refrained from fussing on the quick trip back to her house. Instead, they spoke about safer topics—the unrelenting heat and Ezra’s family and how they were doing. Ezra helped her bring her groceries in and then took back off, likely with relief, back into the night.
Myrtle now wanted to sit and think about all the things she’d learned about the case. Unfortunately, she felt she needed to go ahead and move forward with the pizza cookie. Or cookie pizza. She was never one to wait until the last minute to complete tasks and hated the thought of baking first thing in the morning when the tournament was that same day.
She started combining ingredients, still thinking about what she’d heard and seen. Dinah had seemed very flustered when Myrtle brought up dating. Was sh
