Sep 27, 2013 | A Day In My Life
Good morning! Oh my, I’m so honored to be here. I mean, how did you even get my name? Oh, wait, I’m sure Janet gave it to you, yes? Or maybe Tom? But wait, let me back up a step. I just wasn’t prepared for this, and look at me, I’m a mess. I’ve been out in the garden...
Sep 26, 2013 | A Day In My Life
Good morning, sugars! I’m so pleased to have this chance to sit for a while and visit with y’all. My name is Frances Mae Renier, but most folks call me Miss Frankie. Since my only son died, I’ve been running his bakery, Zydeco Cakes, with my daughter-in-law, Rita...
Sep 25, 2013 | A Day In My Life
The Fearless Westie and Gourmand Amateur Sleuth First off, I’m not a talking dog, well, not any more than any other dog. I can do the usual tricks and I can communicate through barks, whines and whimpers that humans seem to understand. I save my best growl for bad...
Sep 24, 2013 | A Day In My Life
Faith Hunter stood before me, offering me a beguiling smile. “Can I ask you a question?” I snuck the case file I was working on into the top drawer of the metal desk. There wasn’t a reason for Faith to be interested in another suspicious activity reported by Mrs....
Sep 23, 2013 | A Day In My Life
A lot of people might think I have a very dull life. I’m the chief of police in Archers Rest, a sleepy hamlet on the Hudson River in New York State. I’m a widower with a seven-year-old daughter. I don’t have a lot of hobbies, or late nights out. In fact when I have...
