This morning I had to don my deerstalker again and go into full Sherlock Mode. Linda refused to be my Dr. Watson and thinks I am certifiably insane to hunt down the red dot maker.

“Linda, when you get books to re-shelve could you check page 5 for the mysterious red dot and jot down the title of any you find, please?”

She put down her magazine and her tea mug. “What?”

“Only takes a second. I’m doing too but it would speed things up if you joined in.”

“Nina, are you losing your mind?”

I shrugged. “I don’t think so.”

“You must be certifiably insane if you are going to hunt down somebody over a dot of ink.”

“I’m not crazy.”

“I disagree. Life is too short, Nin...

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