Sep 14, 2016 | A Day In My Life
I just heard the most fascinating news, and I can’t wait to get home to tell my sister An’gel. My older sister, that is. The look on her face when I tell her! Oh, this is going to be good. . . A friend told me that Hadley Partridge, of all people, has turned up in...
Sep 13, 2016 | A Day In My Life
First, the music director’s mistress cheats me out of a job then thieves steal my luggage and most of my money. This trip to Ireland’s been a disaster. At least the thieves didn’t get my violin. I’m Gethsemane Brown, a classical musician. I used my violin to land a...
Sep 12, 2016 | A Day In My Life
I turn off the air compressor powering the sprayer, and stretch my back. After days of painting the building that will house the Handcraft Emporium, I’m exhausted and sore. I’m Nixy, by the way. Formerly of Houston, Texas where I worked in the posh Gates Fine Art...
Sep 10, 2016 | A Day In My Life
I’m Maddie Porter. I’m 11 and 3/4, and my grandma is Gerry Porter. People are asking Grandma to talk about a day in her life. But she’s very shy when it comes to talking about herself. She taught high school for years and years, but she claims...
Sep 9, 2016 | A Day In My Life
“Where are they? I want to see one!” The little girl, her pony-tail bouncing, pulled her mother along the lobsterman’s wharf. “Maybe they’re fishing,” her mother answered. “Under the water. We won’t see them until after they’ve had their breakfasts.” She sat down...
Sep 8, 2016 | A Day In My Life
I awake with a start, my hand reaching for the heavy Navy Colt revolver I keep under my pillow for protection. The air is cold this early October morn. . . My breath coalesces and disperses. My heart pounds faster than the hooves of a runaway horse on Harrison Avenue....
