This is a cute little murder mystery I stumble upon on Prime via Acorn TV. An antique dealer’s husband is murdered in France after purchasing a very expensive ring. When she goes to collect the belongings she discovers that her husband had a double life. The first season she spends looking for the person who stole the ring.
This story is fun, the characters are quirky and the scenery is beautiful. Sometimes the characters speak French, but it allows you to feel like the main character with her limit language abilities. I always give plus points for multiracial casts. It also has a creepy edge with sinister characters who lurk in the background.
Try the Madame Blanc Mysteries and let me know what you think.
This year I am going to tell you a story. It is a very long story but deserving. I am going to add some color to history. Many of these stories you know, you might have put them all together. Allow me to.
People of African descent have always been here. Racism tries to make us believe that Africans were not smart enough to leave the continent until a European or Asian showed them how. Not true.
Simon was from a city in Northern Africa in Libya. It was settled during the time of Greek reign. It was the oldest and most important of the five Greek cities in the region.
The first story I share goes back to 33AD where a Jew name Jesus is carrying the weapon of his destruction down a road. Beaten and exhausted, Jesus needs help, so they get a man who is fresh in from the country, a man from Cyrene. This man is from a Greek city on the continent of Africa. He used his two feet to get from one place to another.
Something about this man made him stand out from the crowd of people following Jesus. Something obviously physical because they thought he would be able to bear the burden. Here is the beautiful thing, God knew he would be able to carry it. Simon’s two feet and strong back carried the cross.
I don’t know if Simon was on a trade route or maybe he was visiting Jerusalem as a practicing Jew, but he was far from home. He was bigger and stronger than any in the crowd. His sandaled feet followed the path God had him on. It changed everything for his family.
God wrote us into this story. People from Africa were there. We weren’t standing on the sidelines. We had a role to play.
Where we came from didn’t limit where we were going. It never has.
There will be moments when you don’t want to believe in yourself. There will be times when you want to through away everything you have accomplished. Let your work be like the smell of garlic, very hard to get rid of. But also bring life and flavor to everything it touches. Let it remind you of how capable you are every moment of every day. I am capable.
The interesting thing about the elevated trains is that you get to see the building up close and personal. There are no cookie cutters when it comes to the architecture of these buildings. They are unique. They are new. They are old. They tell a story of a very old city with a lot of personality.
Usually when I write there is a song in my head. Yes, there was a playlist for this book. I tried to think about the type of music they would have been exposed to in 1912. They would have seen performers traveling from town to town. There would be sheet music that musicians can play. She would have seen people like Ma Rainey singing the blues. Ragtime would be in full swing, but starting to wane.
An African American woman moved home to take care of her dying mother giving up the opportunity to experience a world beyond segregation. Zoraida Hughes Williams finds that some things have changed about her hometown of Fort Worth, Texas while some have stayed the same, like Hell’s Half Acre, an area where saloons, prostitution and gambling runs wild. Like most of the residents, she wants to keep her head down and stay away from trouble, but it comes in the unlikely form of an Anglo Baptist preacher. He messes up everything and almost gets them killed.