"When was this?" I asked her.
"'Bout 1960. Anyways, Mark's mom bought that house, which had just been built. Paid cash for it. They lived there quietly until 1966, when Mark's mom died in a car accident. Hit by some girl in a Mustang that was as high as a Californy redwood. She was the daughter of one of the prominent families here in Weeping Springs. Didn't even get so much as a traffic ticket, that girl. Mark went off his rocker. He was already 18 so he stayed in the house alone. But I don't think he should have."
Neville Hunt 10 months ago
Ooooh! Perhaps it’s becoming clearer now, or perhaps not.