Cardwell Christmas Crime Scene. B.J. Daniels

my husband, keeps saying we need to build a bigger house, since we have four children now. But...well...”

      “It’s wonderful,” DJ said and tried to imagine herself growing up here.

      “You’ll be staying in one of our guest cabins,” her cousin said and pointed to some log buildings up on the side of the mountain. “I think you’ll be comfortable there, and you’ll have your privacy.”

      DJ was overwhelmed by all of it, so much so that she couldn’t speak. As Dana parked, a dark-haired woman came out on the porch to greet them.

      “Stacy,” Dana called. “Come meet our cousin.”