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The Ring Bling, Part Six: The End? Need to start at the beginning? Go here. At approximately 2 a.m. I fell asleep in a chair in Detective Magnusson’s tiny office, while Delphine and I waited for him to come back from filing some paperwork, or whatever it was that detectives did once they got their […]
The Ring Bling, Part Five: The Catch Want to re-read Part One? Find it here. Grandma Lougheed and I stood by the window, waiting for another glimpse of Detective Roland Magnussen, but none was forthcoming. Then we heard footsteps on the stairs. Quiet but firm, just like him. “Fudgsicles,” I said. “Cop?” Grandma asked. “Yeah. We’re […]
The Ring Bling, Part Four: The Fixer Need to start at the beginning? Go here. My sweet ol’ G-ma had given me the slip at the Miami International Airport. I was never going to hear the end of it when we all got together for Thanksgiving. Especially if she didn’t resurface by then. After […]
The Ring Bling, Part Three: The Escape Need to start at the beginning? Go here. By the time I’d located a hotel I could afford, I was looking at a Travel Lodge in Florida City. But G-ma insisted on picking up the tab and made me a senior-rate reservation at some super-fancy place that had […]
The Ring Bling, Part Two: The Situation Want to re-read Part One? Find it here. My Grandma gave directions while I drove. Fifteen minutes later, we sat in a small diner called Moe’s. The view of the water from our table just about had me convinced I should give up on Fort Worth and join […]
The Ring Bling, Part One: The Setup I pulled my rental car in behind my grandma’s Mercedes and killed the engine. Even though I’d been running the AC full blast since I’d left the airport in order to counteract the ungodly high Florida humidity, I could still smell the sea through the vents. Which would […]
When grocery shopping gets weird.
Domestic bliss redefined.
The beginning of another novel.
When things start to snowball…