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missing, and his snout and mouth were horribly scarred from some trauma.
“What happened to that poor dog’s face?” I kept my voice soft so as not to spook the animal, but he started when Luna whirled.
She scowled in distaste. “Looks like a bait dog.”
“A what?”
“Do you know anything about dog fighting?”
My stomach turned over. “I know it’s illegal. And it sickens me.”
She nodded absently. “Bait dogs often have their ears cut off to avoid unnecessary injuries, and their jaws are wired shut so they can’t bite the fight dogs. When the owners have no more use for them, they turn them loose.”
A wave of rage washed over me. “How could anyone be that cruel?”
“This isn’t Charleston,” she warned. “You’re apt to see a lot of things around here you don’t understand.”
“What’s not to understand?” I asked in disgust. “Someone has abused this dog and we need to get him to a vet.”
“A vet? There isn’t one for miles. Best just to leave him be. He’ll go back into the woods eventually.”
“But he needs help.” When I would have started toward him, Luna caught my arm.
“I wouldn’t do that. He could be rabid for all you know.”
“He doesn’t look rabid, he looks hungry.”
“For God’s sake, don’t feed the creature!”
Her vehemence startled me, and I glanced at her as a rush of fresh anger warmed my cheeks.
Before I could stop her, she clapped loudly, scaring the poor dog. “Get out of here! Go on, get!”
“Don’t do that!”
Now it was I who caught her arm, and she spun, eyes blazing. We faced off, the malicious curl of her lips chilling me to the bone. I almost took a step back from her, but I caught myself. Our gazes clashed for the longest moment, then her expression softened so rapidly I thought I might have imagined the whole troubling confrontation.
“Strays are common around here, I’m afraid.” She gave a regretful shrug. “You can’t feed them all, nor can you allow yourself to get overly sentimental. But I expect you’ll have to learn the hard way.”
I didn’t care to argue, so I let the matter drop. The dog had already retreated to the edge of the woods where he watched warily from the shadows. He observed us for a moment longer before slinking back into the trees.
Luna glanced at her watch. “I should be getting back to town. I have a meeting tonight.”
We walked around the house to the driveway.
“If you need anything, you have my number.” She opened her car door, anxious to be on her way. “Tilithia Pattershaw is your nearest neighbor. Everyone calls her Tilly. She’s been keeping an eye on the place while Floyd is away. I asked her to come by yesterday to clean the house, and she left some food in the refrigerator. She’s just down that path.” She waved toward the woods. “She may drop by now and again to check up on you. Don’t be alarmed. She’s a little peculiar, but she means well.”
“I’ll be on the lookout for her.”
Luna smiled as her eyes strayed to the woods. “Oh, you won’t see Tilly until she’s ready to be seen.”
I followed her gaze to the trees. Was the woman out there right now? I wondered.
“The cemetery is a mile or so up the road,” Luna said. “There’s a turnoff just after you round the first curve. You’ll see it.”
“Thanks.”
She climbed into her car, started the ignition and waved as she drove off. The sound of the engine faded, the silence deepened, and I turned once again to scour the trees.

Five
     
A fter Luna left, I carried my bags into the house, then made one last trip to the car to make sure I had everything. As I turned from the vehicle, I felt that warning tingle again and realized that twilight was upon me. The evening was still but no longer silent. I could hear the trill of a loon somewhere out on the lake and, even more distant, the eerie howl of a dog. I thought about the mutt that had crept out of the woods earlier and wondered where he’d gone off to.
Inside, I headed