Pity Molly West. Not only is she giving the biggest wedding in rural Ohio’s Tricounty history--ten bridesmaids on a shoestring budget--but her daughter Amanda announces that she wants to combine her wedding to moneyed Bently Cottingham with a Civil War battle reenactment. On top of that, there’s an escaped convict--Luke Siever, who busted out of Lima, obviously headed toward the wife he put in the hospital two years ago--along with rumors that right-wing paramilitaries are smuggling serious weaponry into the normally quiet Tricounty area. The only refuge from all this madness would be the past--if Bonnie Siever, hiding from her husband in the neighborhood caves, hadn’t just found a ten-year-old skeleton. There are so many plot lines, in fact--together with so many death threats, bridesmaids, storied ancestors, Civil War anecdotes, and throwaway sociological theories courtesy of Molly’s professor husband--that you may wonder if the happy day will ever arrive, or if you’ll notice when it does. Never fear. Westfall (Fowl Play, 1996) pulls it all together, orchestrating a memorable confrontation between militiamen and re-enactors en route to a surprisingly well-clued denouement.