OTISFIELD— Cecille shone a flashlight, scanning the property for the dog. Abby had returned with Richard, but Buster was still outside, nowhere to be seen.
It was cold, and Cecille called out to her husband, Richard, that Buster wasn’t back. Odd, but not unheard of; Abby and Buster, their pair of labs, liked to sniff around the rural Otisfield property, especially at night when they were set out to do their business.
Richard Walters went back out to look for him, beams from the flashlight penetrating the dark.
That was when the light passed over the small, deep pond. In the center, where a wind-mill powered aerator keeps the surface unfrozen all winter, two bright points glittered back…
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