Thursday, July 8, 2010

Time---Catching It & Catching Up

By Kelly Flynn
from Maggie Sefton's SKEIN OF THE CRIME


Well, I've been reading all these other characters' posts, and most of them have told you a lot about themselves. Sorry I didn't share that information the first time out. I had NO idea I was going to be talking to you guys every month. But another of those cryptic notes appeared on my daytimer informing me that I was scheduled to post on the 8th of every month. "She" had neglected to tell me that the first time. She can be so annoying at times. BTW, that's the cover of her latest "story" about us. My friends and I are the main characters, and that's the eighth story. What an invasion of privacy. She never asked us if we wanted our lives detailed in books. If I weren't so busy, I'd call up my lawyer and ask his opinion. Maybe we can sue her or something. But I'm too busy right now. And I've got just a few minutes to talk to you guys.


Okay, so here goes. This time I've already got my coffee, so we won't waste time. You learn that pretty fast when you're a corporate CPA. That's what I am. Well. . .I was for eight years. I joined one the Big Firms in Washington, DC, straight out of college, and jumped right into the fast lane of Hot Shot Accounting. Corporate. Fast-paced, high stakes, big important clients. Demanding clients. Big companies with lots and lots of money and lots and lots of complicated accounting problems. And I was good at solving them. In fact, I loved my job. Of course, that's all I had was my job, especially after my dad died. After he died, well. . .things kind of changed. Then, Aunt Helen was murdered here in my hometown of Fort Connor, Colorado. . .and everything changed.


That's when I came back home. I was only supposed to come back for Aunt Helen's funeral and handle her estate. Estate is an exaggeration. All Helen had was a little money in savings and her cottage, right across the driveway from her favorite place on earth. . .the knitting shop Lampspun. That's where I met Mimi, the shop owner, and all the other great people around the knitting table. They were friends of Helen's and became my friends, too. The best friends I've ever had. Lisa, who's a physical therapist; Megan, who escaped the IT corporate grind; and Jennifer, who juggles two jobs, waitressing at Pete's cafe at the back of Lambspun and working as a real estate agent.


To tell the truth, I enjoyed being around them so much that I didn't want to leave. I was going to, but. . .then Helen's lawyer told me about the twenty thousand dollar check Helen cashed the day of her death. That caught my attention. Turns out the police didn't even know about it. They kept telling me Helen's murder was a "burglary gone bad," and they'd already found the guy who did it. Or. . .so they thought. I wasn't so sure, so I started poking around and started finding things. Things that didn't belong. Things that didn't make sense. And that's when I decided I couldn't leave Fort Connor. Not until I found out what REALLY happened to Aunt Helen.


If you're interested in finding out who killed Aunt Helen, you might want to check out the first in those stories about us. It's called KNIT ONE, KILL TWO. Wow. . .that was over two years ago. A lot has happened since then. "She" has been keeping track, of course. Writing it all down on her laptop.


Okay, that's enough for now. I've gotta get back to my clients and their accounts. That Greenwich Meridian Time Clock is ticking inside my head. Switching to spreadsheets now. Talk to you guys next month.

21 comments:

  1. I'm glad "she" is keeping track of it all for us...so we can follow along. Good luck with your accounts. :)

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  2. You do have a busy life, but it is interesting too. Maybe "she" won't interfere too much today. Best of luck.

    Mason
    Thoughts in Progress

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  3. Hey Kelly,

    I have your story on my pile and I'll definitely backtrack to read about your past adventures.

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  4. Kelly watch out for Steve :) Do tell Curt hello from me.

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  5. Kelly, do you ever miss the excitement of the big city? Fort Connor has to be cooler than NYC today!

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  6. Hi Kelly, I definitely want to find out what happened to Aunt Helen, I'm intrigued! I think all your corporate/business background will come in handy in crime-solving. You have an analytical mind.

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  7. Kelly, it sure sounds like you life took a dramatic turn ... are you in Fort Connor forever? Or do you think you'll try to get back into the fast lane?

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  8. Hi Kelly,

    Those of us who love reading about you are thrilled that "she" is writing your stories.

    Best,
    Skye's biographer--Denise

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  9. Thanks, Elizabeth. Or is it Riley? Who do I call you? I'd get confused if people called me by two names.

    Mason---I've given up on that. She is extremely NOSY and pokes her nose into everything. I even caught her peeking into the bedroom once. That was when Steve was still here. What a voyeur. Aren't there laws against that sort of thing?

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  10. Dru---Well, just remember it's "her" version of our lives. If you want to really meet us, you should just drop by sometime at Lambspun. You'll usually find some of us there.

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  11. Babs---Steve? Told you I'm not talking about him. Nope. My friends keep "dropping" info about what he's up to. I keep telling them I'm not interested. Nope. Not going there. As for Carl, he's doing great. Racing around the backyard, chasing squirrels, sleeping in the sun.

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  12. Janet---Oh, I get back every now and then. And "she" goes to the big cities regularly, then she insists on talking about it on the phone with friends. Bor---ing.

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  13. Mary---You know, it does help. I think. Either it's a help or a curse. Solving accounting problems is like solving a puzzle. Little bits of information, a piece at a time. It's the same when I start checking into a murder. Solving a murder is a puzzle, too. And once I start unraveling a puzzle, I can't stop. Even when it gets dangerous.

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  14. Wendy---I'm moving fast enough in Fort Connor. Wow. My two business clients are involved in demanding complicated businesses, so I have all the challenges I need. My Denver client keeps involving me in all sorts of his company's projects. Apparently "she" has been keeping notes and has written it ALL down in the next story about us. She says it'll come out next June. Whatever.

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  15. Thanks, Denise. I think. "She" is smiling over her laptop. SO annoying.

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  16. Well, I enjoy hearing about your life. You seem like a friend to me, and I like to keep up with what my friends are doing. And hopefully "she" won't poke her nose in the bedroom too much, for both our sakes! :)

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  17. Hi Kelly,
    Will you go easy on "her" please. "She" does a fine job of portraying you as a decent, caring and interesting person. She does tell us stories of all of the great things happening in Fort Conor. We wouldn't even know you if it wasn't for her telling us your stories. And I for one love reading about you and all of your friends in Fort Conor. I do have to voice my opinion about one touchy issue. I just bet Carl misses Steve a lot.

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  18. signlady---I hope so. She is way too nosy.

    Annette---I think he misses Steve, too.

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  19. Kelly, I've only read a bit of your life. I do have the rest on my TBR list. I love reading about all of your adventures. Such a nice life!

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  20. I'm so glad you got the chance to meet us, Nancy. A whole lot has happened in all our lives over these last two and a half years. I think you'll enjoy reading about it.

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  21. Dear Kelly: I'm sorry to hear that things with the ex-boyfriend that used to remind you of "The Slime" didn't work out. And with him being good to Carl, I agree withthe ladies that he misses the ex-boyfriend. If "he" still comes around Lambspun-because of MIMI of course, it must be awkward for you. I hope he can move on and you as well. Maybe you were just both too type A and you clashed like a couple of Bull Elk cause you both had to be right all the time. That can happen with people and it is no one's fault. Well, try to enjoy the holidays anyway and give Carl a hug for me.
    Rob-a long time fan of all of you at Lambspun.

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