The Christmas Three

Kaitlin sat in the den, leafing through a magazine, dressed in the red lace teddy she favored for first-timers. She wore matching red pumps, the low ones, so he wouldn’t feel intimidated by her height. She glanced at the clock hanging above the gas fireplace. He was late. She sighed, closed the magazine, and stood. […]

My Story

I have always been a writer. When I was 8 or 9 years old, I would read books about detectives and rewrite the stories to make them more exciting. I would write crime scenarios (no gore, just stolen teddy bears and cookies missing from the jar type of things) and give them to my parents […]