Chapter 9 – Kin
5:55 PM, Tuesday Evening, February 17th
Morelville, Ohio
Marco Rossi was outside the store sweeping the front walk when he heard the clip-clop of a horse and the rumble of wagon wheels approaching from the street that ran alongside the building. When the sound stopped, he went to the corner of the shop where the sidewalk met the edge of his lot and looked down the street. He watched as an Amish man dressed all in black tied his horse and rig off to the hitching rail then turn to help a woman, also wearing all black, down from the buggy.
He remained standing in the same spot as they approached him then nodded to the woman when they neared. “Good evening folks. What brings you out so late in the evening on a night so chilly?”
“It will be dark soon, yes, but this was the
