When the creator of the Kellys, the popular comic strip, was found murdered, it set in motion a chain of events that made me question the nature of divinity, beauty and perfection. Gran discovered that she was in actual fact a goddess, and enjoyed the adulation she received from her devotees. Marge discovered that reading can be harmful after it put her in a coma. And Dooley discovered he wasn’t Dooley but a cat named Smokey. Along the way I discovered that my success as a sleuth rubbed a member of my family the wrong way, and that I may be a lot of things, but perfect I definitely am not!
