A Not So Rosy Vintage

Problem. I didn't recognize my ex-girlfriend when she died in my arms.

Now I have to explain to the police (and my girlfriend) why I didn't recognize my ex. Funny how ex-boyfriends make great suspects.

It's been years since I've seen my ex. Still, you'd think I'd recognize her.

I can't even have a long weekend in a Washington vineyard without trouble. Even worse, my sister invited my new girlfriend's family to tag along.

If I solve the murder, will this whole mess go away?

There's a reason wh...