Mrs. Rickards

There is something sinister that happens downtown. And Mrs. Rickards the widow will suss it out. 
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I am halfway through a 365 project. I make a fairy a day and post it with a story. To mark the midway point, and to commemorate an anniversary of sorts for Orillia and Canada, I made 15 extra people to hide around the area. 
Thanks to some good pals, we got them placed yesterday and had coordinates set. 
I posted a story for each of them, with an identity stolen from the 1867 village directory of Orillia and Coldwater. Each one has a real name and profession. The other details are made up completely.