My Job in Heaven
Mar 22, 2019
3 minutes
By Carol Oschmann SUN CITY CENTER, FLORIDA
I was tidying up my desk at home when I came across them—my old scripts.
I believe that there are no coincidences. Looking back on my life, I could easily see how one thing led to another. Hobbies that turned into jobs. Interests that developed certain skills. It all made sense.
Except for one thing that didn’t quite fit. The six years I spent writing and producing murder
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