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murder to put the universe back into its proper perspective.” Starshine buzzed alongside us as we walked.
    No one seemed to notice her. Chase had almost sat on top of her. Canyon couldn’t see or hear her. It was like she wasn’t there.
    I hoped she was there. If not, I was doing all this for nothing and probably walking around in my real life like a crazy person. It made me cringe to think how worried Chase must be. Had I disappeared from our lives, and he was searching for me? Or was I there—just completely out of my mind—babbling about Canyon and fairies?
    There was no way to know. I glanced at my fairy godmother and knew I had no choice but to trust her—and myself. I had to do this thing and hope for the best.
    We’d reached the edge of the large, closed fountain. There was yellow police tape around it to keep out curious visitors.
    “She was found here,” Canyon said. “You can see the blood on the lip of the fountain. Detective Almond said she probably hit her head and fell in. He just isn’t sure if it happened because someone pushed her or not.”
    “How is he going to decide if that’s what happened?”
    He shrugged. “I don’t know. He does his thing and tells me when he has the answer. That’s the way it works.”
    “Not in my Village,” I muttered, walking around the fountain.
    Of course the lush grass was flattened everywhere around the area. There was no way the police could find the right footprints or have any idea how many people had been here when Apple Blossom had died. Could they get fingerprints from concrete? I was pretty sure that’s what the fountain was made of.
    “When will you get the report from the police?” I asked.
    “When they send it. What’s up with you, baby?” He started to put his arms around me and then took a step back, squeezing his nose with his fingers. “You need a shower and some new clothes. Instead of worrying about this dead fairy, you better worry about yourself and your apprenticeship.”
    Was this what the real Canyon was like? He had always been punctual and respectful in my Village. Was this what I’d find eventually if I knew him long enough?
    “Thanks for the reminder.” I managed a friendly smile. “I guess I should head over to Stylish Frocks to see Portia about a dress. You should get on the phone with Detective Almond before the Village opens. I need to know about the fairy.”
    “Why? Was she a relative or something? What’s this new interest in fairies? You’ve always hated them.”
    “Don’t remind me. Just get the report for me, please, Canyon?”
    “Okay,” he agreed reluctantly. “I’ll see what I can do. Meet you for lunch today?”
    “I don’t know. Let’s see what happens, okay? Paul might have extra work for me at the book store.”
    Or I might be able to find some way to have lunch with Chase.
    We said goodbye, and Canyon headed toward the Mother Goose Pavilion . She’d lost her goose, Phineas, again. Some things were exactly the same here.
    I walked up the cobblestones to Stylish Frocks which was near the Main Gate and the Mermaid Lagoon . Only the Mermaid Lagoon wasn’t there. There was only Mirror Lake and the pirate ship Queen’s Revenge sailing across the clear surface.
    It was an awesome sight with the morning sun glinting off the water, making the white sails even brighter against the blue sky. I could hear the pirates rehearsing their skits, yelling at each other and occasionally firing a musket. They saved the cannon fire for once or twice a day or during special events. It was expensive.
    They’d fired all the cannons on the day Chase and I had gotten married. Sigh.
    “Don’t get caught up in what hasn’t happened,” Starshine said as I fought to keep perspective. “You have a job to do. I suggest you toughen your skin and stiffen your backbone.”
    “Why is it you can grant life-changing wishes, but you can’t help me get Chase back or tell me who killed the fairy?”
    “Because I’m the one