Oct 11, 2013 | A Day In My Life
It wasn’t that Carmela didn’t like Mardi Gras. Heck, she liked it just fine. She lived in New Orleans after all. And her scrapbook shop, Memory Mine, was located square in the middle of the French Quarter. And when those monster-sized floats came rumbling down the...
Oct 10, 2013 | A Day In My Life
I knew those purses would get Ellie into trouble someday. Of course, I was thinking more along the lines of Ellie running out of storage space or accidentally going over her credit card limit, not murder and mayhem. But then Ellie does seem to get into some very...
Oct 9, 2013 | A Day In My Life
I am Randal Wilson, and I am running for election to be the next mayor of my hometown, Duck, North Carolina. You might know me as Mad Dog from my years as a stock car driver. I was kind of famous. Now Duck is the finest town anyone could hope to live in. We are...
Oct 8, 2013 | A Day In My Life
“The Higher the Hair, the Closer to God” Hey, there. I’m Luella “Lu” Lobozinski, head of IRS Criminal Investigations in Dallas, Texas. Some people call me the Lobo. Others call me a hard ass. But I’ve got an office to run, special agents to supervise, and...
Oct 7, 2013 | A Day In My Life
It all started with an ad. An oversized, glossy come-all-who-may in the back of Philadelphia magazine, wedged between Lena’s Bridal Salon on Thirteenth and Spruce and a photograph of a happy couple toasting marital bliss in the understated elegance of the Michener...
