Sep 28, 2016 | A Day In My Life
Days that start with a ringing phone seldom turn out well. I fumbled for the nightstand, a dull pain in my ribs when I reached too far reminding me that I’m not twenty-five anymore. Thirty-one years in uniform, and I’ve been shot twice. The first time, I was back to...
Sep 27, 2016 | A Day In My Life
In my life, no two days are alike. Especially not now, when I am actually between lives. For over ten years I have worked as an international aid worker in different parts of Asia and Africa. It suited my restless spirit, my love of adventure, and my compassion for...
Sep 26, 2016 | A Day In My Life
Who would have thought I’d be dancing at Radio City Music Hall in New York City with the Rockettes? I’ve loved them since I was a little girl, when my mother would take me to see them dance between movies and shorts and westerns at that incredible theater. Now my four...
Sep 24, 2016 | A Day In My Life
My best friend, Portia Devon, folded her hands on her desk. The tilt of her head and her scheming eyes reminded me of our young days when we planned midnight excursions to forbidden clubs. That was before she became a juvenile court judge and I became a child finder....
Sep 23, 2016 | A Day In My Life
12:00 AM Finally got the new human to sleep. Honestly. Why do humans have to sleep all at once instead of taking regular naps like rational beings? I mean, if she keeps staying up this late on the phone talking about dead people, how is she ever going to get up in...
Sep 22, 2016 | A Day In My Life
Orphaned artifacts. That’s what my Great-Aunt Sybil called antiques. It was her mission to find good homes for lost treasures. She instilled that passion in me. To think that my love for antiques would lead me down such a perilous trail would seem something out of a...
