It's not Cabbot Cove but....

Over the years I have laid low a goodly number of victims at the Living History site where I volunteer. First to go was a man of middle years who may or may not have been done in by the ram in whose pen he was found. The second was a woman stabbed at her loom. Then a woman fell down the stairs in the barn and landed on the flagstones at the bottom, pushed or tripped? Next to go was a kitchen maid who ate the poisoned sandwiches intended for another. The mistress of the house was poisoned, or stabbed, or strangled in the master bedroom.
This brings me joy for several reasons. I was able to rid myself of people who deserved to be killed, at least fictionally, without having to suffer the legal consequences of murder. I have stretched my creative wings and put together credible stories. I have been able to popularize a site which I enjoy which as far as we know has no history of a murder taking place there. KB