After handling Nyssa's funeral arrangements, I went home alone.The second I opened the door, I stopped cold.The living room was packed with wedding favors, gift boxes, and booze.Huge "Just Married" signs covered the walls.Two movers hauled boxes upstairs, Oliver's name stamped across them.Shirley's mom, Caroline Hartley, stood by the stairs bossing them around."Careful. That's the china for Oliver's wedding. You break it, you're paying for it."When she saw me, she didn't ask about Nyssa.She just pointed at the gift boxes."Good, you're back."Oliver's wedding is short-staffed. Pack these favors."I ignored her and went upstairs.The movers had opened Nyssa's room.The teddy bear stickers were gone, buried under wedding garlands.Her desk, toy shelf, and pink bed were gone too.Now the room was crammed with suitcases and wedding supplies stacked to the ceiling.The star-shaped lamp I'd bought her had been tossed by the door.The shade was cracked."Where's Nyss
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