It might be fanciful. No one who was there was alive when the book was written, but let’s just assume the writer did her homework

Odd-looking thing, really. Its keyboard makes it a piano or organ of some sort, but it comes packaged in what looks like a suitcase far

It doesn’t bug me. The truth is, I love it, but it does scare me a bit: my granddaughter is becoming something and someone more

Once upon a time, he shot at surfacing German subs in the North Atlantic, tried to pick off the crews who were aiming anti-aircraft flak

It’s a bit of an embarrassment really, or so I discovered. I’d never heard of the monument until it showed up on a local on-line

The whole thing’s a stretch, but what the heck–I’m lovin’ it.  Sheriff Pat Garrett plugged Billy the Kid, a notorious gunslinger, after hunting him down

Perhaps it was more typical than not–that night, I mean. The guy worked a high-crime district, West Palm Beach, where being a cop meant hot

If you look closely, you can tell it’s not the Great Plains. That big tree is too perfect; prairie trees get mauled regularly by incessant

There isn’t much we know about Aunt Gertie’s death. It happened on a foggy night in November, 1949, along a lakeshore cloaked in a mist