After the Party’s Over

I’m oh so tired, not because I did the cooking for thanksgiving. No I was a guest at my son Rafe’s home where the menu was traditional but beautifully presented, where family abound and friends joined in, and where laughter was ever present. Politics was not center stage, but questions on what was important to each of us were asked. Some came from Chicago and New York but most from western Massachusetts where the protagonist of my serial murder mysteries operates as Major Crimes Unit Captain...