Child’s play

Previously: “Paisley, rosemary, and time.” Several brand-new fashion dolls lay scattered around the corner of the hotel room. Paisley had undressed and dressed the dolls for an hour. She sat in a pool of sunlight spilling through a sliding glass door that led to a green lawn. Beyond the boundary of the grass, a swimming…

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Stone cold killer

Previously: “Paisley, rosemary, and time.” Homicide Det. Sean Webster and June Chapel, social worker and advocate for Paisley Fleming, sat in a police interview room comparing notes in the investigation into the murder of Selene and Todd, Paisley’s parents. The couple, found dead in their hotel room, had been poisoned. Their daughter was a material…

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The lingering taste of salt

Previously: Paisley, rosemary, and time Episode written by: Lance Burson The briny, fresh smell of a Florida Gulf Coast beach bringing on memories of being a little girl vacationing with her parents distracted Millicent as she walked into the hotel room. She gagged then murmured “I can taste the E. coli, I’ll do this quick…

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Paisley, rosemary, and time

Previously: Paisley, rosemary, and time A while back, my writerly, author-type friend, Lance and I collaborated on a couple of serial stories. We each had created a character who was both female and fatal. Independent of one another we had brought forth Millicent and Pauley. Millicent was a hired killer with a penchant for poisons, particularly…

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Gin joints

Stan felt a of rush of déjà vu standing on the tarmac with Pauley, only this time he was holding her hand, not carrying her, drugged and unconscious, onto a plane. “A lot different from the last time, huh?” Pauley liked to tease Stan about his part in her involuntary exile with her mother and…

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A game we play

*Catch up with the adventures of Pauley and Millicent, beginning with “Dead Money.” This week, read Lance’s chapter first, “Shake it Out,” then come back here for the second installment. Stan and Lenore watched as Pauley and Millicent walked out to the porch. Millicent’s arm protectively hooked around her friend’s elbow. Pauley was laughing. “You…

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