A Scorpion Off Baker Street

It’s early to mid-June, 1978, around the same time of year as right now. My aunt and uncle—still living on the first floor of the house, but getting ready to move to another part of town soon—are having a garage sale. Continue reading A Scorpion Off Baker Street

Mourning Becomes Miller’s Elektra

This one’s been on the to-do list for years, but I’ve been putting it off because I was anticipating it becoming another epic piece akin to my Gwen Stacy Murder Case post. Continue reading Mourning Becomes Miller’s Elektra