CHAPTER THREE
There wasn’t much Lindsey could do on a Sunday night. Mother was able to cook dinner for them before turning on Murder She Wrote and watching it in black-and-white. They could have saved money by buying a black-and-white TV, but sometimes Mother went to bed early and Lindsey was able to reset the controls and watch the late news in color.
Not tonight. Some desperate program director had scheduled Heidi, with Shirley Temple and Jean Hersholt. Lindsey wondered if Mother was slipping ever farther into the past. For a while she had been fixated on 1953, the year Lindsey’s father had died and Hobart Lindsey was born. But now she seemed to wander the corridors of time, from the Truman Era to the Roaring Twenties, without rhyme or reason.
Lindsey sat with his pocket organizer in
