How a Real Life Murder Began My Journey as a Mystery Writer

by Paula Bernstein

It was a sunny Sunday in April 1990. My husband, my visiting brother-in-law, our four-year-old daughter, and my husband’s favorite cousin Stephanie, our only LA relative, were having brunch on the patio of a charming restaurant on Main Street in Santa Monica. Stephanie had recently divorced her abusive husband and was trying to get her life back in order.