I realize the only problem with this concept is you will more or less be reading this backwards unless you scroll down. I highly recommend that technique, especially because it’s a mystery, and, seriously?
I thought I’d be staying at some quaint little inn with homemade muffins and a resident cat. Ledgerwood makes me feel like I’ve been invited to the ancestral home of an English baron. There’s a giant fountain in front, and the lobby has a marble floor. My 2002 Sentra looks seriously out of place in the parking lot, which could easily be mistaken for a BMW dealership. I’ve been humming “One of These Things Is Not Like the Others,” my mom’s favorite Sesame Street song, since I grabbed my bag from the trunk.