“Ladies! Come back. Quick!” Abby’s shouts reached the stairs.
Bethany and Caitlin exchanged the same confused look and raced back in.
“What’s the matter?” Caitlin asked.
Bethany came up beside Caitlin to see Abby standing next to the open hope chest, her mouth wide open.
“Was there something else in there?” Bethany asked. She hadn’t seen anything besides the dress, but perhaps she’d missed it.
“More like what isn’t in here.” Abby pointed to the inside of the hope chest.
“Seems like Mary’s dress wasn’t ready to call it a night.”
“What do you mean?” Bethany’s heart stopped as she came up beside Abby, looking down into the empty hope chest.