Jun 28, 2015 | A Day In My Life
Hey, I’m Jamie August. It’s great you could meet me for a drink, and I’m glad you found the place. It’s kind of hard to describe how to get to my favorite watering hole on the Ocean City boardwalk—mostly because the bar is kind of dark and doesn’t seem to have a name....
Jun 27, 2015 | A Day In My Life
Some days I weary of chasing down dead people. They can be cunningly elusive. But I’m good at what I do and I usually get my quarry. And anyhow this is the career I chose and I’m never tempted to give it up. My name is Sophreena McClure and I’m a genealogist. I help...
Jun 26, 2015 | A Day In My Life
During her journey on the number 19 bus from Finsbury Park to Sloane Square, Mavis MacDonald had a lengthy, silent chat with herself about how she enjoyed the company of her three colleagues, but that she was under no illusions about the fact that the WISE Enquiries...
Jun 25, 2015 | A Day In My Life
Cook and run—those were Granddad’s instructions to me this evening. I was supposed to make the chowder for his dinner guests from the retirement village and get out of the kitchen. Then he would add the final ingredients and claim credit for the whole meal. This ruse...
Jun 24, 2015 | A Day In My Life
You’re welcome to come by my apartment in the business district if you like. Come into the lobby and I’ll buzz you up. Have you ever been to New Orleans by chance? It’s a great city. . .the alluring, mysterious, macabre sister of Baton Rouge. I love...
Jun 23, 2015 | A Day In My Life
Hey there, it’s me, Jill Gardner, owner of South Cove’s one and only coffee bar. Well, coffee bar-bookstore combo. I’ve just been over to the high school where the drama coach lent me a bright red twenties flapper dress and a mobster suit including a fake Tommy gun...
