The astonishing quality of normal

It wouldn’t have surprised Pelion in the least if Dundee Greer were to take her out back and shoot her. Or stab her, whichever came first. The guy was proving himself to be more than a little intimidating, that much was for sure. What had possessed her to step outside for a “walk” with the…

Tailing curiosity

As soon as Dundee and Pelion had traipsed out the front door, Eve hit the roof. This had gone far enough! Dundee Greer was indeed as wacko beans as Pelion had let on. First, there was his lack of respect to Julie during her talk about the plans for the tricentennial as he rolled his…

Planning the town shindig

Plans for the tricentennial included an entire fanfare of events that excited the little town of Devon like never before. As if a theatrical performance the size of the state of Alaska were in its pre-production stage, every resident of Devon was aglow with enthusiasm to play a part. Elementary schools were preparing all the…

Pow-wow of the descendants

The next morning, Julie called a pow-wow of the descendants. Dressed much differently than the night before when her apron was covered in cooking flour, Julie looked completely and implicitly mayoral. Her business dress was pressed to perfection, her pearl earrings in place, her lipstick a gorgeous rouge, and not a single hair had escaped…

Soup’s on!

That evening the Jones household was filled with the aromas of beef stew that had been brewing heartily over the stove top for hours. A full chicken baked in the oven. Then there were peas, glorious peas! Juliet had been playing chef du cuisine in the kitchen with a song in her heart and a…

Finding refuge

Winter clouds streaked across the skies over Devon and a cold blast of wind ruffled Pelion’s cashmere coat. Bolting from the Impala, she tried to keep her breathing under control, panting as she rushed across the Jones’ driveway and up the steps. For a swollen ankle, rushing was a mere waddle, but in heels it…

Questioning the truth

So there it was. The so-called “proof” from the self-proclaimed high-and-mighty Mr. Dundee Greer. In plain English – yet maybe not so plain with its “did lift”s and all. The centuries-old document stated that the co-founder of Devon, one Roget Pelion, had killed Cyrus Dundee, the other co-founder and also his business partner. It was…