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  • : Now You See Me...

    Now You See Me...
    A Molly Blume Mystery
    "One of this year's best mystery intriguing, engrossing, and even enchanting tale magnificently and beautifully told" - Bookreporter
    "A gripping tale of deceit, revenge and murder" - Jerusalem Post

    "A well-crafted mystery that is also a powerful exploration of the tragedy of unintended consequences. Krich excels at creating suspense through her characters' struggles and mistakes...a page-turner." -- Library Journal

    "Krich puts a sure finger on the painful spots where ordinary kids' problems turn into murderous melodrama—all at a bargain price." - Kirkus Review

  • : Dream House

    Dream House
    Agatha Award Nominee
    "Tantalizing...engaging" - Booklist

  • : Blues in the Night

    Blues in the Night
    Agatha Award Nominee
    "A sleuth worth her salt" - NY Times Book Review
    "A fresh new presence...Smart, resourceful, and curious--not much escapes her." Sue Grafton


    Winner of the Mary Higgins Clark Award
    L.A.Times Bestseller
    "Krich once again expertly mixes Orthodox Jewish faith with crisp, whodunit plotting....An engaging thriller...Krich never misses a beat" (Publishers Weekly)
    Winner of the Calavera Award

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July 21, 2005



Good news about the droppings, Z. We're planning more serious measures. My daughter advised a "roach motel." She swears that they work.

But, we have termites, too, and we have to fumigate. Must choose a date...


Did you know a cockroach can hold it's breath for 45 minutes and can lay up to a million eggs in it's lifetime? The good news is that they lay the eggs in an egg sack so those dots are more likely roach droppings as opposed to hatchlings. Still...GROSS!!!! Rochelle!!!! It may be time for more drastic (read: atomic) measures. Oh how I remember my college days when the Puerto Rican girls would come back from the summer and open their luggage and we'd be chasing gigantic Puerto Rican roaches down the hall. Ahhh...the good old days....NOT!

MtL know I totally love you, right?

But, please, stop influencing my life. When I got home from work last night - there was a dead roach in my sink. V.nasty.

I think I'll bleach the plate it was on.


In my house I am the exterminator. Lots of fun, sort of.


I was wondering the same thing.


Great piece.

Construction worksites often bring out the best(perhaps I should say "beasts"?) in the neighborhood -- perhaps a few roaches have been unearthed and have decided to visit with the Krich family for a while.

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