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Not too much time…just enough to get this written.

What is becoming the weekly quiche is tucked into the oven and baking so that there is deliciousness waiting later. Why later? Because I’m leaving soon to head out to our hundred year-old Mausoleum to hear mystery writers read scary stories by candlelight. No idea what to expect, actually, so fortifying myself with a glass of champagne.

I will give a full report tomorrow. If nothing else, I should be further inspired for the writing of my own scary story.