It has been so long since the last time I smelled these pages! Metaphorically speaking, of course; please, don’t panic.) Life (and, more often, my own mind; alas!) get in the way. It’s not as though I’ve stopped reading, no. I promise you I’ve put in as many “prone hours” with my nose in some […]
Meghan Collins, a rookie reporter, is on an assignment in a busy casualty department of a New York hospital when a young mugging victim is brought in. Stripped of her identity, there’s no way to tell who the hapless victim was or where she came from but the sight of her sends a chill through Meghan … the victim looks just like her! Continue reading “I’ll Be Seeing You”
A murder is committed and a man’s paying for it with his life. In any criminal justice system in the world, this would be an ideal scenario; justice has been served, victim’s been avenged, society has been paid its dues, victory for all. Perfect.
But then you discover the “victim” wasn’t quite such an innocent and the man behind bars might be the wrong one entirely. Then, what? Continue reading “Let Me Call You Sweetheart”
In sharp contrast to my last review was Agatha Christie – Sittaford Mystery .
It’s become increasingly hard for me to find Agatha Christies I haven’t read. And yet, for me, they are the best kind of murder mysteries. Maybe because of the crispy contrast the spine tingling murders form to the idyllic countrysides she describes. Have I said that before?
Sittaford Mystery is a snowbound murder mystery. A rich man is murdered in a snowbound village with a total population of about 10 people and every one is a suspect. And better yet, almost everybody seems to have motive. Continue reading “Sittaford Mystery”
I am quite certain by now that MHC has something for precognition and regression and … you know …. other such things. As well as stalkers.
OK, that sounds wrong.
But you know what I mean. Continue reading “On the street where you live”