Dec 2, 2017 | A Day In My Life
Charlie was ten minutes into her gym workout when the phone chimed in her earbud. The treadmill’s digital display illuminated 6 a.m. so it was probably her mother. But it could also be a client. Charlie loosened the phone from her waist clip to look at the caller ID....
Dec 1, 2017 | A Day In My Life
Suburbia is murder, my friends. I know this, and in the most intimate and shocking way possible. And yet, I simply cannot leave well enough alone. Or maybe it’s the murders that won’t leave me alone. I’m just a shopkeeper, for pete’s sake. Maybe it’s the red hair. My...
Nov 30, 2017 | A Day In My Life
Cat Latimer here. I’m getting ready for the upcoming writers retreat and thinking I might just have to go to the Aspen Hills Grocery to get muffins for the breakfast buffet. The kitchen is dark and nothing is baking. Guests should be arriving sometime Sunday afternoon...
Nov 29, 2017 | A Day In My Life
Routine. Uneventful, but exceptionally fulfilling. That’s how I describe my life. Or at least that’s how I used to describe it. Every morning, with the exception of Sundays, my alarm clock wakes me before the sunrise. I climb out of bed in my cozy little quarters in...
Nov 28, 2017 | A Day In My Life
I was dressed in my hiking outfit for the day, army green shorts with lots of pockets, an off-shoulder white embroidered peasant blouse and pink high-top Chuck Taylors. I have to keep up appearances after all. I put a leash on Bardot and we went out the door and...
Nov 27, 2017 | A Day In My Life
“Sam, wake up!” I must not have responded quickly enough because the next thing I knew my grandmother pried open one of my eye lids. Nana Jo’s face was mere inches away. Unfortunately, the activity had also awakened Snickers, one of my two chocolate toy poodles....
