Derby Rotten Scoundrels, our local chapter of Sisters in Crime, decided to sign up for the Kentucky Flea Market, a three-day affair. Not only could we hopefully sell some of our books, but we might attract some new members to our group. After spending Friday, Saturday, and Sunday making small talk with passers-by, people-watching (which…
My oldest sister once told me: “No one wants to read about how much you love your husband.” So, please, stop reading right now, because it’s two days after Valentine’s Day, and I’ve been thinking about that very subject. It’s been 43 years, and I’m still madly in love with my husband—even more so than…
For the first time in many years, my husband and I spent Christmas at home alone—no dinner guests, relatives visiting us, or out-of-town visits to loved ones. For a few days before Christmas, I did get to see my NYC grandkids in Pittsburgh where they were visiting their other grandparents. It was wonderful to get…