I get home last night around 8pm and I see my neighbor across the street has a bunch of cars in his drive and on his lawn and I thought, hey he must be having one hell of a party. Then Ed's friend who is over (and out smoking when I got home) says "you're short one neighbor". Huh? Seems it wasn't a party at all, but the police, who had been camped out all day, complete with a coroner's van. Looks like my neighbor's girlfriend is missing and there is an unidentified body in the house. Ed says the cops came knocking earlier that afternoon asking when the last time he had seen them was. Now, we both know the boyfriend (he worked at the snack shop we frequent in the summer, and I had actually just bought some stuff at his garage sale two weeks ago). I didn't really know the girlfriend, but I knew of her. Turns out she teaches at the college I work at and reads tarot and does aura photog at the wellness center our friend runs in rutland. It doesn't look good for her right now as I can't imagine the body isn't hers (I figure they hadn't notified next of kin yet so couldn't release her ID). I never would have guessed it of Dave, but Ed says he didn't doubt it (and as soon as the cops showed up at the house he figured Dave had finally snapped). It's a shame, I'm sorry I didn't know her better.