Cassie’s Cautious Optimism is Serving Up Warmth
Gunnar Olafsson I’m getting used to the idea of a partnership with Bitsy. I admit to experiencing a certain amount of nervousness — I know her well enough to be somewhat wary…
November 2025
Bitsy & Her Subconscious Tackle Life
I need a rest. Time to think about everything that’s going on. Of course, I like action, I like lots of stuff going on around me. But maybe I need…
As If We Never Said ‘Hello’
Jenny Page At NYU, we called Willis “the workhorse” because if you needed anything at all – a move, a new muffler for your car, a date for a wedding … whatever…
Paul’s “Race” to the Truth
I’ve been working with Silas for only a short time. He’s been getting acclimated to Middle Valley and our small-town mores. We have visited Paul twice where he sits in…
It’s Bitsy’s Morning! Mercury, Miller … and a ‘Monger Named Shirley
Early morning breakfast plans with Mercury, and I have too much on my mind … I hate to say I told you so, dear daughter of mine, but I told…
Shirley’s Digging the Digging of the Dirt
My phone is ringing again. I had missed it the first time and there was no message. It’s an unforgivable sin to miss a call when you are self employed.…
Splitting Heirs, or What Happens When the Assignment Changes
I can remember as a kid when Mother would drag me by the hand through this dining room, chatting with everyone as she walked through, showing me off when people…
Quizzing the Questioner: Silas & Merc Chat with Bernie
3 o’clock comes up quickly. Mercury returns from her afternoon coffee run – a giant latte for her and a small cup of black for me. On this day, I’m…
Cassie’s Good Day Keeps Getting … Better?
I was being honest with Bernie – I really didn’t know what Bitsy and Wanda were plotting, though I was, of course, tragically curious. Those two in a booth, a…
Bernie Gets the Call. Two Calls, Actually.
It takes exactly 100 steps for me to walk from my desk to the Riverside – 103 if you count the steps from its front door to the bar. On…