![]() ![]() Mirabelle and my grandfather had formed a fast friendship, and though he had also been a fearless and accomplished skier, he often stated that he’d never been as good as Mirabelle. ![]() 5 typewriter that she sold to even more scandalous magazines that is, when she wasn’t carving powder on the slopes, taking on moguls and black diamonds like the fearless skier she’d been. Back then, she’d been wildly independent, writing scandalous stories on her already-half-a-century-old and classic Underwood No. She’d been one of my grandfather’s very first customers when he opened his shop, The Rescued Word, almost fifty-five years earlier. Mirabelle Montgomery was one of our more frequent customers. “It seems that the type bar has detached.” I reached into the back of the old Subaru and pressed down on the “L” key, feeling no pressure and seeing no movement. I didn’t think my fingers were dirty, but I usually had ink on me somewhere. ![]() “I do,” I said as I wiped one hand over my leather work apron. ![]() “The trouble is with the ‘L.’ Do you have any idea how important an ‘L’ is?” Mirabelle said as we peered in at the old black Underwood No. Praise for the Novels of New York Times Bestselling Author Paige Sheltonīerkley Prime Crime titles by Paige Shelton ![]()
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