Jun 30, 2026 | A Day In My Life
I’m Isobel Margaret Russell. Most folks call me “Ibby” I’m a pushing seventy, happily single, part-time research librarian. I live in the fine old house in Salem, Massachusetts where I was born. It’s a big house, and sometimes I rent a few upstairs rooms to short time...
Jun 29, 2026 | A Day In My Life
Breakfast at the Tremont Beacon Hill mansion is much better than the porridge Mrs. Mulcahey serves in her Northie boarding house. Especially when Mary runs in unexpectedly, her kimono pulled tight. She’s chased by her equally beautiful sister, Katherine, demanding a...
Jun 26, 2026 | A Day In My Life
There are a few things I answer to these days: Mimi Goldman (my name), “Chautauqua’s Miss Marple” (my flattering nickname) and “Grandma” (my grandma name). One Grandma Day, a recent Wednesday, required extra grit. I promised my son I’d take Charlie, my 6-year-old...
Jun 24, 2026 | A Day In My Life
At the supermarket, I search through apple barrels — my meditation, my escape. A dozen pies for the upcoming sock hop. I select Golden Delicious and Granny Smiths. With local apples long past their prime, I’m stuck with grocery store options, which is not ideal, but a...
Jun 23, 2026 | A Day In My Life
After the press conference it felt too early to hit the bars and ask around about the missing girl. Lou decided to make camp first and took a gamble on a campsite she knew on San Luis Obispo Bay where you could park right on the beach. When she got to the guardhouse,...
Jun 22, 2026 | A Day In My Life
Before I tell you what sent me to the small town of Ravens Valley, let me confess that I have three burdens in my life. My first burden is my neighbor, Mrs. Ginny Wilkens or Mrs. Wilkens for short. She’s eighty-something and tends to get me into trouble. Second is a...
