Dec 21, 2021 | A Day In My Life
I never intended to investigate murders, but after my wife died, they had a way of finding me. Hi, my name is Clark Thomas, and I own a bookstore on the Myrtle Beach Boardwalk called “Myrtle Beach Reads”. I know, not very inventive, like some fictional bookstores in...
Dec 20, 2021 | A Day In My Life
My name is Leah Siderova, and I’m a principal dancer with American Ballet Company. Life as a ballerina isn’t nearly as glamorous behind the scenes as it looks from the audience’s point of view. Every morning, Madame Maksimova puts the dancers at American Ballet...
Dec 17, 2021 | A Day In My Life
June 1943 Coffee. What wouldn’t I give for a simple cup of hot coffee? A big cup of genuine java. That thought crosses my mind every day when I open my jar of Postum, measure out a tablespoon and add boiling water. It’s hot and liquid, but it’s not coffee, and even...
Dec 16, 2021 | A Day In My Life
Hi, I’m Henrietta James, only everybody calls me Henny. I hate Henrietta. My mother gave my sisters decent names—Beth and Jenna—but I guess because I was first, she was bewildered I really can’t talk but a minute. Irene Foxglove, my favorite diva chef, is back from...
Dec 14, 2021 | A Day In My Life
Buenas tardes. I’m Mercy Spivey, but that’s just my most recent name. In Cuba, my birth place, I was Mercedes Montero Rojas. Everybody called me Merceditas, which I prefer. The ending “ita” gives it an affectionate feel, even if all you’re doing is asking me for a...
Dec 13, 2021 | A Day In My Life
Why would anyone steal a chicken hawk, red fox, and a muskrat? I wondered while sipping my second cup of coffee. I’m not a morning person, but with two dogs, sleeping late is not an option. My canine friends now sat on either side of me, hoping I would share part of...
