Tag Archives: Martins

B or G?

- May 15, 2019

Wylie Brant c/o The Province Hotel Villa Armata 355 Hammond Lane Palm Beach, FL 44380 RETURNED TO SENDER. INVALID ADDRESS. *** “Jimmy Martins, what are you doing?” I spun around, the envelope I’d been holding over the teakettle’s spout clutched in one hand. “Can you not sneak up like that?” I huffed. “What were you doing?” […]

Will of Bequest

- October 27, 2017

The wrong aunt had died. At least, in my opinion. Aunt Fiona had never been a welcoming woman, and she’d become truly frigid toward me a few years back. Truthfully, I wished she was the one who’d died, not my gregarious and soft-hearted Aunt Josephine. But Great-aunt Josephine was the eldest sister, so I suppose […]

Devil’s Alley

- August 16, 2017

A narrow alleyway, generally known as Devil’s Alley, separated the business block and housing development. On one end of the alley an artist had built a fancy arched entrance between the brick side of a store and a high wall around the housing area. It was called the Devil’s Doorway; not because it was particularly […]

Believing is Seeing

- November 18, 2016

Even before I walked outside, I spotted the pair of teenage boys through the glass doors of the jewelry shop. They were standing next to a light pole a few feet away from where my red Jaguar convertible was parked. They didn’t seem to be interested in the admittedly ostentatious car though, and instead appeared […]

Innocence

- October 7, 2016

It wasn’t that I didn’t like little kids, I just tended to avoid them. I didn’t really know what to do when I was around them, and I wasn’t exactly popular among a lot of the parents. So, when the little girl walked up and tugged on my leg, I was shocked. I had gone out […]