The Detective’s Daughter — The Spirit of the Story
Kim Gray in Baltimore trying to avoid the ice and rain. I never thought of story telling as an art. It was just something my family did when we sat…
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The Detective’s Daughter — You’d Better Watch Out
By Kim Gray baking cookies in Baltimore It was a few weeks until Christmas and we had more gold tinsel garland decking our halls than Blaze Starr had pasties, or…
The Detective’s Daughter — As Seen on TV
By Kim Gray in Baltimore City It never fails that when I am in another city and people learn I’m from Baltimore they all ask me the same question, “Is…
The Detective’s Daughter — Seventy-eight Candles
By Kim Gray in Baltimore City Friday is my dad’s birthday. It’s been eight years since he left the world we know, but that won’t stop me from celebrating. I…
The Detective’s Daughter — The Dog Days of Summer
By Kim Gray in Baltimore City It was going to be another scorching weekend. My grandmother had pinned sheets from the clothesline to the fence to create a tent that…
The Detective’s Daughter — The Princess Shop Affair
By Kim Gray from Baltimore City where things are heating up It was a typical Saturday, which meant market day at our house. My sister and I had finished our…
The Detective’s Daughter — The Grave Digger’s Daughter
By Kim Gray In Baltimore City There’s a small house in which the kitchen is the largest room. The old place sits among the graves that are dug by a…
The Detective’s Daughter — Acquainted with the Night
By Kim Gray In Baltimore City “I have looked down the saddest city lane. I have passed by the watchman on his beat And dropped my eyes, unwilling to explain.”…
The Wickeds 