A few weeks ago, my old hometown newspaper (Weymouth, MA) ran a fantastic article about me and Truly, Madly that took up a third of a page. I couldn’t have asked for better PR.
He was concerned someone had taken fandom a bit too far and had somehow tracked down his (often unused) cell phone number to show us just how big a fan they were. Um, hello, stalker?
Nope. We cross-checked phone numbers.
Yes, we could have texted back, or called, with a simple WHO IS THIS? But we didn’t want to, you know, engage whoever this may have been (hello, stalker?).
A few days passed with no more communication from the picture sender (stalker, cough cough), but I kept thinking about who could have sent it. I had the feeling we *knew* the sender, but couldn’t quite put it together. Who would have that number?
Then it hit me. I knew who the culprit was. And, by now, I’m sure she’s realized the commotion she caused! All the pieces fell into place. She lives in Massachusetts. She had access to the paper. I had sent her a bookmark. And several years ago, I had given her that phone number when I made an impromptu trip to Massachusetts and called on her, my oldest friend, who I hadn’t seen in over a decade, for a big favor, and she didn’t hesitate to help me out…
Sure enough, I cross-checked her cell number (which was stored on MY phone) and it matched. I obviously need to give her my newest cell phone number…
Thanks, Deb, for the mini-mystery last week and for making me realize that maybe I know a thing or two about this detective business after all…
Anyone else have any intrigue lately? Or ever get a cell messages and have no idea who they came from?
PS: If anyone would like a signed bookmark, email me at firstname.lastname@example.org. Don't forget your address!