"Amy was in tears now, shaking and distraught. Anne's adorable little head had popped over the side of the pit in dismay, doing its best impression of one of those baroque cherubs except with the weight of an equally baroque fate upon it. Kent's brows were in the ionosphere and me, well. For a minute, for longer, I thought I had completely lost it, for the body we had just uncovered bore utterly no resemblance to my perfectly lovely late sister,...