Ross shook his head. “Cora broke off the engagement. I was upset but not destroyed. My nephew”—he nodded toward Devlin—“has been a big help since her death. He’s the only family I have left.”
I squeezed his shoulder. “Thank you for sharing with me. If you think of anything, please come by Southern Ghost Wranglers or call us.”
I handed him my card. “Again, thank you.”
Francine appeared behind Birda, who Ruth was talking to.
“This one,” Francine said. “With the hair. I saw her near Cora.”
I moved toward Birda, who was arguing with Ruth about the newspaper article.
Birda crossed her arms. “You deserved that fair and square. Y’all didn’t see the banshee.”
From behind me Alice shrieked. “But it was just on there. I had the banshee!” She focused her ire on Devlin. “What’d you push?”
“I didn’t push anything,” Devlin protested. “I swear!”
Alice moved away from Devlin, but she wasn’t looking where she was going.
I extended my hand. “Alice. Watch out!”
But it was too late. Alice knocked into the casket. The box holding Cora fell over, and the upper half of Cora splayed out onto the floor.
Shrieks filled the funeral home. I glanced around for an escape but didn’t see one.
I raked my fingers down my face. Oh boy. Were we in for it now.
TWELVE
“Talk about a walk of shame,” I muttered as we headed back to the ATV.
After the funeral director and his posse righted the casket, we were very politely asked to leave.
No surprise there.
“The banshee was on that camera. I saw her myself,” Alice complained. “She stood right there, at the end of the covered bridge.”
“You probably pressed the wrong button and erased it,” Ruth murmured. “It’s no big deal. It happens to me all the time on my VCR.”
I blinked. “You have a VCR?”
“Yes. It works great. Most of the time. Though I can’t seem to find any new movies to watch.”
“No wonder,” I said. “They don’t make those anymore.Tapes, I mean.”
Ruth rubbed her chin. “Well, that might be why I can’t find them.”
“Probably,” I said.
Alice broke in. “I handed the camera to Devlin, and he pushed something. He wouldn’t admit it, but he did. I saw it with my own eyes. He pushed a button, and the whole thing disappeared. Every second of tape.”
I rubbed her shoulder. “I’m sorry. It was our way to put Birda in her place.”
“Oh, good luck putting that woman in her place,” Ruth grumbled. “She seems to think she’s earned the right to say bad things about us.”
I reached the sidecar and completely ignored it. “I’m sitting in the bed.”
“With a skirt?” Ruth said.
