Apr 29, 2016 | A Day In My Life
I’m Stella Wild and to tell you the truth, a day in my life would probably bore you to death. That is until Sarah Winston moved into the empty apartment in the old house I converted to a four-plex. Pre-Sarah I taught voice at Berklee College of Music in Boston, loved...
Apr 28, 2016 | A Day In My Life
I truly love my cottage in Rocky Bluff. I leave my windows open at night so I can enjoy the ocean breezes. When it’s time to get ready for work, I wear one of my many simple slack outfits with matching jackets instead of a uniform. My dress uniform I save for special...
Apr 27, 2016 | A Day In My Life
“You went to school with Faith Hunter. What do you have on her or Steve Davis? Better yet, both of them.” My editor’s eyes gleamed as she slid onto my desk. “Their names are being dropped everywhere around town.” Faith Hunter. Faith Hunter. Faith Hunter. I was so sick...
Apr 26, 2016 | A Day In My Life
There’s nothing particularly interesting about my life. What I do is pretty routine, most of the time: I compare fingerprints and photograph crime scenes and collect items of evidence. All the excitement is over when I get there—which is the way I like it—and I’m...
Apr 25, 2016 | A Day In My Life
I belong to a group of five dancers in their early fifties who perform on cruise ships, luxury trains, resorts and anywhere else they’re willing to let us tap, samba, carioca or flamenco. There’s Tina, a bridal magazine editor, Gini, a documentary film maker, Janice,...
Apr 24, 2016 | A Day In My Life
“The same thing happened to me,” Faith Fairchild said. She was on the phone with her friend, Sophie Maxwell, who had called from Savannah, Georgia, her new home, in distress. “What!” exclaimed Sophie. “You found a dead body, it disappeared pretty much immediately and...
