My newest story in Alfred Hitchcock Mystery Magazine is a little more dark than typical for me. Dark, relatively speaking. Unrepentant Sinner is the humorous tale of an Oklahoma granddaughter dealing with her Grammy's surprising secrets.
The Turnip Junction Community Center looked like an Oklahoma cotton field just before harvest. Puffy crowns of white topped the sun-weathered faces of elderly citizens filling three rows of molded plastic chairs. Toenail clipping day never failed to bring out a crowd.
Grammy surveyed the waiting room. She placed her gnarled hands at the thick waist of her polyester going-to-town muumuu, a shapeless pullover dress covered with daisies.
“Belinda Mae, I told you to drive faster.” Grammy punched my arm, just below the elbow because she’s too stooped over to reach higher. Even so, she still packs a wallop. “Now I’ll be waiting for hours.”
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