by Freida Marie Crump
Greetings from Poosey.
I had no idea what I was getting into, but when I’m dealing with Jill that’s often the case. Jill Briggsly ranks toward the top of our small town’s nutty characters and predictability is not her forte. The invitation arrived in the mail: “A surprise birthday! My house, 2 p.m. Tuesday. No gifts.” I made a wild guess that since Jill was hosting