Sunday, June 26, 2011
by Sylvia Brodsky
From Murder Unmentionable, 1st in the Sweet Nothings Vintage Lingerie Series by
Meg London. Coming from Berkley Prime Crime September 2012.
My name is Sylvia Brodsky. That’s B-r-o-d-s-k-y. Spent my whole life in New York—worked thirty years as a bra fitter at Macy’s—then my son decides to take a job transfer and move to Paris, Tennessee. Where the heck is Tennessee, I asked him. And he insists I come with them although I’m pretty sure I’m as welcome as the plague to my daughter-in-law, the princess. My son doesn’t want me to be alone. Granted, my health is none too good, and occasionally I do forget a pan on the stove or some toast under the broiler. The way he goes on, you’d think the fire department wasn’t paid to come out and deal with stuff like that. Besides, it was just some smoke. Nothing to get all worked up about.
I insisted on getting my own place. Got a couple of rooms over the Taffy Pull in downtown Paris. See, I got this side business going—tarot readings, séances and stuff like that. Don’t want to inconvenience my son and the wife.
Arabella has given me a job at Sweet Nothings, her vintage lingerie shop. You probably read about it in the papers. It’s the shop where that murder took place. I got to tell you, it’s pretty exciting to be right on the spot.
Did I mention that I’m descended from Grand Duchess Anastasia of Russia? My son says they found DNA evidence that she died along with the rest of the family, but I don’t believe that for a minute. What do you think?