The Night Margaret Didn't Come Home

In the small fishing village of Crail, on the eastern coast of Scotland, everyone knew Margaret Beattie. Eighty-three years old, sharp-tongued, fiercely independent, and in the habit of walking the coastal path each evening before supper. So when the lights in her cottage stayed dark past seven o'clock on a November night, her neighbor Callum noticed. He could have assumed she was visiting family.…