"We will be putting this town on the map " declared Mrs. Kent loudly to the assembled throng of village folk that had set up their headquarters in my inn. I raised my hand. Mrs. Kent beamed at me. "Yes, Esther?" "It's already there." The beam dimmed. "What's already there, dear?" "Fishermans Rest." She was becoming confused. My boredom was dissipating by the second. "Fishermans Rest is already where, dear?" she asked. "On the map. It's how I found it to begin with. Followed the little red line till it became an even littler red line. The red line stopped. This was at the end of it." Silence. I had made my point. I might attend more of these meetings. The Maudlin Wives Inn - An Esther Quill Mystery, from Mik and Drew Mehrtens. wwww.mikanddrew.com