I didn’t understand. “Talk about what? I just want to read the paper while I drink my coffee.”
“That’s the thing, sweetheart.” Victor stood and crouched next to me. “You need to be prepared for something in the morning papers.”
“You’ve got me worried,” I said. “Tell me what you’re talking about before I make it worse in my mind.”
Victor sighed and took my hand. “There are several letters to the editor in both The Denhurst Chronicle and The Denhurst Gazette. The authors of the letters are twisting events to make you look bad.”
My heart leaped in my chest. “Let me read these letters.” How bad could it be?
Victor handed me a copy of The Denhurst Chronicle. I started to open it to look for the letters to the editor, but they were splashed across the front page.
“Why would they print lett
