“How are the renovations coming?” Biddy asked grabbing her latte off the table. “You know, they’re coming,” I answered vaguely. “You look like you haven’t slept in weeks,” she commented. “Don’t pull any punches,” I replied, laughing, “The house is great, it’s just a bigger project than we’d expected so it’s been a touch overwhelming.” …

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Throughout my life I’ve had what I refer to as Horror Movie Dreams. They happen when I’m stressed. In these dreams, I am one of maybe five or six people and we are in a horror movie. I know this, though they do not. I know we will be picked off one by one by …

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I had two emails from people who wanted to share stories with me. One claimed that his house was haunted by it’s previous owner, and the other message came from a Wellesley College employee who wanted to share information about the college’s underground tunnels. Both intrigued me, but, after my past two experiences, I was …

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I’m a children’s reference librarian at the Wellesley Free Library. It is an absolute dream. I help little ones find truck stories and Lego books and even get to fill in for story time if one of the full-time librarians is out sick. I typically work in the library’s main branch (across from Town Hall), …

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I met Pam at a cocktail party for Wellesley newcomers. A lovely what the hell am I supposed to wear? party that felt like a sorority rush. Where every conversation boils down to, “Isn’t this great? It’s so great to meet new people. Where did you move from again? The South End? That’s great, we were …

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At first, my little flier didn’t get much attention, so I mentioned my project to a few neighbors and friends. I was met with extremes. They either found my project inspired or ridiculous. I finally got a hit at the playground. I mentioned my search to a mom friend and she enthusiastically told me, “Oh …

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