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Josephine
  Winterdove


Miss Josephine Winterdove gazed down at Ernesto Aperador in his coffin. He looked peaceful, and that did nothing to assuage her wish that he burn in Hell. She dabbed her handkerchief at the corner of her eye, as did several of the women in the church. Senor Aperador had left behind many broken hearts, including Josephine's.

Unlike the others, she hadn't craved his romantic attentions. Rather, she coveted the cravat pin positioned in the middle of his chest. It broke her heart that the powerful carnelian cameo would be buried with him, despite her unrequited efforts to purchase it.

She couldn't stand by the coffin for long, or she would draw attention, but she had to find out how the cameo was attached. Already, she had spotted a strange joint on the base of the pin. She assumed it was connected to a tripwire. Leave it to ol' Ernesto to booby trap it, out of spite. He had to have known she would make an attempt.

"Miss Winterdove
and the
Erupting Eulogist"


The first Winterdove tale in the series
will be appearing later this year
in Clockwork Chaos,
edited by Neal Levin.
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