“It certainly feels like she was hiding her from me,” I pointed out.

“That is a completely fair way to feel,” Samantha acknowledged.

“Madeline and Rose were exceptionally close when they were young girls growing up together.

Their parents owned and operated a small custom furniture shop downtown.

Rose was six years younger than Madeline, far more adventurous, and full of life.

Madeline used to affectionately refer to her as a free spirit.”

I looked back down at the photograph in my hands.