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At the library the other day I overheard a woman talking to the librarian about a book she'd just finished. Some of the references caught my ear, and after a minute I realized the subject of the book was a high-profile murder that occurred in a house that was about 200 yards from where I grew up. At the end of my street. :shock:
I joined their conversation and was shown the book, and sure enough I'd heard right. It happened 20-some years after I'd moved away, but the pics showed that nothing had changed except for the trees being bigger.
Which led to a digressive conversation about the author of the book, who is famous for writing true crime follow ups. The librarian took a few steps and pulled down a selection of the author's titles to date and I randomly handed me one to leaf through while we were talking. Apparently she was a fan.
The first page I opened to was a picture of a girl I not only immediately recognized, but knew. She'd been a house guest of mine for a week, in fact, in 1997. I scanned the liner notes and learned she was in the book because her sister had been a murder victim in Atlanta a few years later---her husband turned out to be a serial wife killer. (The girl I knew was a pivotal figure in the events leading up to the murder and as a witness afterward.)
WTF??? What are the odds? Two random books about newsworthy murders, that had a personal connection. :affraid:
Maybe I should move to a Powerball state and start buying tickets.
I joined their conversation and was shown the book, and sure enough I'd heard right. It happened 20-some years after I'd moved away, but the pics showed that nothing had changed except for the trees being bigger.
Which led to a digressive conversation about the author of the book, who is famous for writing true crime follow ups. The librarian took a few steps and pulled down a selection of the author's titles to date and I randomly handed me one to leaf through while we were talking. Apparently she was a fan.
The first page I opened to was a picture of a girl I not only immediately recognized, but knew. She'd been a house guest of mine for a week, in fact, in 1997. I scanned the liner notes and learned she was in the book because her sister had been a murder victim in Atlanta a few years later---her husband turned out to be a serial wife killer. (The girl I knew was a pivotal figure in the events leading up to the murder and as a witness afterward.)
WTF??? What are the odds? Two random books about newsworthy murders, that had a personal connection. :affraid:
Maybe I should move to a Powerball state and start buying tickets.