MY READING of the thirty-fifth episode of Dead Air, “Thank You for Letting Me into Your Home,” was preceded by the first dinner that Louise and Miranda had prepared entirely on their own, . . .

PIANO MOVERS, sent by Steinway at Albertine’s request, came and took her piano away. They left her a check for what it was worth to Steinway, . . .

VERY EARLY in the morning, I was at my computer working on Murder While You Wait. . . .

“YOU THINK you still owe him an apology?” asked Artie. “Matthew, I mean.” “Yes, I think so,” I said. . . .

I TRIED to persuade Matthew and Effie to stay for my thirty-fourth reading from Dead Air, “The Persistence of Memory,” because it was one of two episodes — the other being number forty-nine, “Shame on Me” — that I would have wanted Matthew, especially, to hear, . . .

Episode 2: “Keep Moving” in which Peter suggests that he could build a shed.

BRIGHT AND EARLY, Tony T brought two realtors and a chubby couple in identical nylon suits of the type that used to be called jogging suits, and may still be called jogging suits for all I know, . . .

“THE STORY BEGINS on a cold winter’s night in Charlestown — part of Boston — where I was running along a dark street, breathing hard. I had been in a fight, which isn’t like me . . .

AFTER THE READING, I stood Matthew and Effie to a round of drinks. (To be completely honest about it, I ordered drinks from Lou with the expectation that I would never have to pay for them.) . . .

THE TWO NEW GUESTS were a couple. They took the smallest of the cottages, and for my reading of episode thirty-three of Dead Air, “101 Fascinating Electronics Projects,” they sat right up front, displacing Manuel Pedrera. . . .