Mar 31, 2017 | A Day In My Life
My business card says, Blu Carraway Investigations, Charleston, South Carolina. Sounds impressive, but most of the time I’m more of a glorified problem solver. A woman calls about a cheating husband: “Do you want pictures or compound fractures?” I say, jokingly. She...
Mar 30, 2017 | A Day In My Life
So if you really want to know what a day in my mom’s life is like, I guess I better start with breakfast. I don’t know when she gets up, but when my alarm goes off, she’s in the kitchen. We eat breakfast—me, Mom, and Livvy. (Livvy is my sister.) Sometimes Dad is...
Mar 29, 2017 | A Day In My Life
Concrete, grey, cold, and quickly passing is the only thing I see. I’m Julia Gooden, and I cover the crime beat in the city of Detroit. My runs started as just one lap around the rugged coastal loop of Lake Huron last summer. But when I migrated back to the Detroit...
Mar 28, 2017 | A Day In My Life
Robbie Jordan, here. I had a couple of intriguing discoveries while renovating the second floor of my Country Store restaurant, so I thought I’d share them with you. My boyfriend Abe came over to help. Abe pressed his lips to my ear, sending a zing of heat through me....
Mar 27, 2017 | A Day In My Life
A high dark concrete wall separated the ancient brick building from the busy street on the edge of London. Perhaps once the nursing home had been a hospital. Perhaps fields and flowers had surrounded it. I liked to think that. But today the neighborhood was run down,...
Mar 25, 2017 | A Day In My Life
New York City, 1952 It begins like any other day in my life of crime; breakfast at Pete’s Luncheonette, a countertop joint where Doris—the waitress who’s been there as long as the linoleum—pours the best cuppa coffee in New York. We make a little small talk, she...
