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This sweet family has had a booth at every @CrimeCon since 2023. Their son and brother, Shelton Sanders, was murdered in 2001 in South Carolina. The case resulted in a hung jury because Sheltonโs body was never found, and the alleged killer walks free today. For tips or ways to help, email [email protected]
I struggle so hard to forgive my stepmother and siblings but it weighs like a stone on my chest.
I always knew my stepmother hated me. She was married to someone else when I was born but suddenly decided he couldn't marry my mom and flung herself at him. Which . . . whatever. . . his weakness for her and inability to nip her in the bud was between them.
But he loved me as best he knew how. So imagine my utter horror when the night before my birthday I received a phone call from Sallie Mae informing me that the cosigner on a $1000 student loan had passed away. . . AKA my father. I was in sheer shock screaming and crying. I traumatized the poor agent I know. Imagine finding out from the GOVERNMENT that a beloved parent died and your brother and sister who were friends on FB had not told you and had blocked you. In fact he had been dead a month by then.
Twice they drove my father into bankruptcy with extravagant spending. The second time it killed him.
I missed the memorial. The funeral. Any possible chance of saying goodbye. I had sent him letters talking about my life and how much I loved him thinking he was reading them.
His obituary only named them. Every article, memorial, etc. remembers only them. His family and colleagues don't understand why it seems like I didn't care so no one is responding to me.
I had to file documents with the court proving our relationship because they told the court there were no other children during probate. There was no money but that wasn't the point. I am screaming into a void that he was my father, that I mattered to him, that he was mine as much as theirs.
So I decide that even though I live far away, this year I have enough money to go visit his grave. To finally honor him in a way I wasn't allowed to before. Only to find out that he has no grave. No memorial. No place for you to go.
They stole him from me, tried to erase my very existence and left me with nothing.
I try so hard to forgive but how do I forgive this?
AUCTION ALERT: 15-May-26 at Freemans (USA) - a 1st edition of #agathachristie Murder on the Orient Express. Very hard to find in nice cloth now so a desirable copy. https://t.co/kmrQTVL148
@Beathhigh One of my all time favorite cities! I studied at Doshisha University for a summer and have returned a couple of times since then. Arashiyama is quite fun, but I just loved the temples and shrines.
It's #MurderEveryMonday and I've heard that today's theme is book covers that feature the sleuths themselves. As a long-time fan of the Dana Girls, I always enjoy seeing how the different editions portrayed them.
I was first introduced them through the 1970s version and as a girl with long-blonde hair, that depiction stuck in my heart. But the others are very classic Nancy Drew-ish. Which style do you prefer?
@AnneIsReading Elizabeth Peters is a personal favorite! One of the few series I read all the way through. I had a major book crush on Rameses when I was young ๐
Lois Gibson is considered the most successful forensic artist in the world.
Her sketches have helped identify more than 1,300 criminals and earned her a Guinness World Record.
Before that, Gibson had survived a brutal attack herself. At 21, while living in Los Angeles as a model and dancer, she was raped and nearly choked to death.
That moment changed her life. Gibson used her talent for drawing to help other victims describe the people who hurt them.
She became known for her ability to sit with traumatized witnesses and help them recover details from moments of fear.
In one case, a witness remembered a tiny scar on a robberโs forehead. Gibson added it to the sketch, police found him, and he confessed.
She later said that sometimes one small detail is enough to solve a case.
#MurderEveryMonday Not a cover, but does anyone else get that add on the "Midsomer Murders" channel from Episode 1 where the elderly lady is asking for a "number in Brighton" right before it cuts off?
Well. . . I live next to a Brighton and my mom and I are always sending each other phone numbers we found there asking if "this could be the number she needs?" ๐
My mother and I have been reading Seishi Yokomizo's Detective Kindaichi Mysteries together whenever we go on long trips, and we just finished one yesterday. This particular novel contained two of his shorter stories including the "Murder at the Black Cat Cafรฉ" and "Why The Well Wheel Creaked."
Mr. Yokomizo's writing style is fascinating and quite unique. The second novel is an especially neat example. The detective himself barely features at all except in so much that he had figured out the truth and passed the case on to his friend / biographer to share.
Before him came the little star of the story, a frail young girl who is writing a series of letters to her similarly invalid brother recovering in a Tuberculosis Hospital. What starts as mostly local gossip and news about their family and neighbors becomes increasingly more frantic as a deadly case of betrayal, jealousy, and mis-identity occurs at home. As her worst fears are realized, the reader is then introduced to the series of newspaper clippings from the days surrounding the gruesome incident. Then at last, we learn what she had already realized, a gut-wrenching and entirely unexpected truth. Both my mom and I were crying at the end of her final letter and I don't cry at books very often.
Perhaps the most intriguing aspect of Mr. Yokomizo's writing style is that it initially comes across as so very deceptively simple. The short, generally simple sentences and almost quaint nature of the mysteries as you are introduced to them leads the reader astray into thinking they are looking at a rather cliche story. Husband killed his wife to run away with the mistress. Illegitimate son killed the legitimate son out of jealousy. It's all so terribly simple that you don't realize until the bitter end that Mr. Yokomizo is the master of red herrings and everything is so much more nefarious than you imagined.
It's like you started as a fairly cozy mystery and then suddenly rammed into a dark thriller right at the end. I suppose some may compare him to Agatha Christie, but I think he actually does a better job at leading the reader astray and at revealing the darkness and self-centered nature of his true criminals.
Unfortunately, you don't always get a happy or satisfactory ending. . . but you do get an excellent mystery!
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@AuthorGFAllen Robert Jordan's world was wonderfully intricate - I have no idea how he kept it all organized. I personally liked David Eddings world because it was both unique and felt so natural. I felt at the end that I knew my own way around the place.
@Gentleman_Ways Find your joy. Wear the funny outfit. Act silly with your mom. Do the uncool dumb things. Go to the festivals and sing the songs. Do as Andre does (my Jamaican friend) and "Just relax girl, it'll all work out. Have a little fun girl!" Be happy, life's too short to cry over.