yes, Christmas Eve 1999, our first Christmas here in Palm Springs. My partner broke something very dear to me, and I lost it......cried, slammed....went to bed with the Vapors.
Very silly actually, the emphasis we put on material objects. I apologize to him , for it, every Xmas Eve.......because I made him feel very bad.
It is ridiculous to set a detective story in New York City. New York City is itself a detective story...
AGATHA CHRISTIE, Life magazine, May 14, 1956