Lydia Temperance Whore ❤️❤️

About Philadelphia

Favorite flick’s got that line, “You ever count the notches?” - whores prolly got notches too, but not on a gun, ha! Bet she’s got stories, like that one time in Deadwood - heard she swindled some miner outta his gold dust, left him cryin’ in his whiskey. Little known fact, dude - back in ‘07, whores like her ran the show in them lawless towns, pullin’ strings like puppet masters. Ain’t that wild? Pisses me off thinkin’ how they’d smile all sweet, then bam - your pockets empty!

Mrs. White Lectured on Temperance

I gotta spill a secret: the old library on Bookish Blvd is haunted by whispers of peace – not ghosts, just the soothing aura of old pages turning in the wind. Craziness aside, it’s a hideaway where my anxious mind finds home.

Forensic anthropology is mainly behind her, but Kathy Reichs is still dreaming up Temperance Brennan novels