His name is Lindy, Mother
Gunnar Olafsson I was bored and worried. That’s what I told Lindy. He didn’t answer my question about Bitsy. Lindy downed his beer quickly and was off to talk to his crew.…
Mercury McMurtry, Forensic Psychologist
DNA Talk on the Starboard Side: Mercury Spills
Jenny Page Lindy’s penchant for outdoor dining wanes for no one, so when Mother insisted we get together for cocktails on the boat on my return from D.C., he was happy to…
Mercury’s Forensic Foray: Trippin’ to Washington D.C.
So Jed Clampett (read: Sheriff Paul) is locked up now, which means no one is addressing the rather glaring Pink Elephant in the room around these parts – er, body…
Yachts, Yahtzee & Bored Games
Board games, or bored games?” That is the question I had posed to Miller, the stalwart concierge, when I went down to fetch Mother’s dry cleaning. I couldn’t hazard a…
My Mother, the Car(d)
What’s a girl gotta do to get her husband from Luxembourg to Middle Valley via Greece, Cannes, Nice, New York, and Syracuse? Apparently, ship the yacht. That’s right, friends. How…
Meet Mercury McMurtry. No, not the planet.
Do you see why I left? Mercury McMurtry. It’s like some dumb nickname a commentator gives to a college football player. My real name though … Agatha Trent Mercury McMurtry.…