Because of this upbringing, I suspect more often than I should that villains are lurking around street corners. This fancy isn’t enough to scare me from living fully, but because of Mom’s lessons, I nestle my keys between my knuckles when walking alone. That way, if someone attacks, I can punch-stab him or her in the eye. Just in case.
Monday, May 19, 2014
Her Mom, the mystery writer …
… Book Blog – Likely Stories, from Booklist Online — Mystery Mom: Growing up with a Crime Novelist. (Hat tip, Dave Lull.)
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