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A PAGE FROM THE PAST
by Cindy Davis
He leaned forward and kissed my forehead. "Don't talk. Just get your strength back. You've been unconscious for a day and a half."
"How is Lana?"
Glenn didn't answer for several seconds. "She ... didn't make it."
Oh, God. "Faith. She's sick too." I tried to sit up, but fell back weakly, my hands to my temples. "Ooh. Someone shut off the fireworks."
He laid a hand on my arm. "Relax. Faith's fine. She just had a cold bug."
Glenn sighed, and relented. "There's not much to tell. They couldn't save her."
"A combination of Malathion and Parathion, in the brownies. Someone apparently used an eye-dropper. It wasn't in all of them, only the ones at the front. The police figure whoever put it there got distracted before they finished."
"In our home."