East 13th, where I live, suffered a bit of notoriety this past weekend. Two blocks down, near Gravesend Neck Road, appropriately, a double homicide occurred. A middle aged Russian immigrant and her daughter, both nurses, were stabbed to death in the former's apartment. The woman's boyfriend is a "person of interest." He is believed to have fled to Russian. As so often is the case, neighbors said he's a nice guy. Was it a crime of passion or a simple robbery the daughter, who lived in another apartment in the building, happened to walk in on? Hopefully, the Kremlin won't pull any shenanigans and allow the guy to be extradited. I'd never seen the young woman while operating the floating bookshop. I would have remembered. Even a newspaper photograph could not diminish her beauty. She leaves behind a toddler, who was staying with her father at the time of the attack. Authorities became suspicious when neither woman showed for work. Just two months ago a young man of Soviet descent went on a similar killing and robbery spree nearby. Thankfully, he was caught. He has since boasted he will be released from a mental institution in three years. I doubt it. Maybe authorities could arrange for the two slimes to be cellmates.
I didn't have any sales today, as expected. For the first time, it was slow going at the hospital for Arlynn's treatment, more like one would expect at such visits. By the time I set up shop it was already two. And it was drizzling, so I had to go to the viaduct. Global Cooling really sucks. I prefer warming. The streets, even Coney Island Avenue, were clear today. Many Jewish owned businesses are closed for the holiday. Happy Passover. Zagga zin.
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