Domestic divas, pththththt. Right. Why would I cook when I'm surrounded by wonderful restaurants with takeout? Besides, if I cooked, I would have to shop for groceries, wash dishes, and the oven might need cleaning. Not to mention that I live across the street from Sophie Winston who always has something wonderful on the stove.
I'm Nina Reid Norwood, and Sophie is my best friend. When she and Mars moved into their historic house, I happened to have an adorable hound puppy who needed a home. Naturally, I paid them a visit and could tell in minutes that they were the kind of people who would love a dog. Of course, the puppy, whom they named Daisy, helped a lot by being adorable and having trouble navigating the steep stairs. Sophie and I became fast friends right away, even though we're very different when it comes to matters of domesticity.
My husband is a forensic pathologist, you've probably seen him on TV. He's always traveling, which leaves me plenty of time for my passion -- fostering and placing homeless animals. And for getting into trouble with Sophie. Since she and Natasha moved to my block, life has become very lively. Natasha is a pill, of course, and I would never let on that I sort of like her. She's so self-absorbed.
I'm usually fairly outspoken and not a bit shy. But running into my old flame, Kurt, threw me off my stride. Talk about scared! I was afraid to stay in my own house by myself. Krista wrote all about it in The Diva Paints the Town. Okay, I know I shouldn't have gone out with Kurt, after all I'm married. But it was just for old time's sake, it wasn't like I planned to have an affair or anything. Boy, did I learn a lesson!
Have you gone out with an old flame? How did it work out for you? Hope it didn't lead to murder . . .
~ Nina Reid Norwood
Domestic Diva Mysteries