Also "Walburga" is quite a name.
Well, her nights are famous.
Something something Funky Bunch something.
How do you get all the way to a jury trial before learning the statute of limitations has run out? Maybe he was charged with a murder too?
She should have taken the name of one of our local saints: Sexburga .
Whom I propose, if eve the blog needs one, as a patron saint, though we might in these delicate times call her Seaxburh.
This is a name that keeps on giving. If I ever have to write romance novels, I will do so under the name of her biography; Vita Sexburge
The old, weird America.
Yes.
This story reminded me of Robert Goolrick's A Reliable Wife, which I highly recommend if you're looking for a novel with a midwestern gothic feel. Goolrick really gets that 'old, weird America,' and understands that just because the men wore waistcoats and the women long skirts, doesn't mean they weren't sometimes motivated by lust, greed, unusual circumstances, and odd quirks of personality.
5: I'd guess they were just doing things more informally and nobody noticed SOL had run out until after conviction. Or conceivably he was tried for murder and the jury moved it down to manslaughter.