The Brass Bell
The bell of my wife Ada was still ringing when the sheriff pulled up at the chained gate of my orchard, and I could not hear one note of it. …
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The Spice Tin
The silver Mercedes rolled up to the edge of the pavilion in Ocean City while two hundred Pinders were still holding their paper plates, and a tall man in a …
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Officer Tyrell Jackson lifted the corner of the mattress in my old bedroom while Pastor Hensley held the door, and the whole hallway leaned in to look. Under the mattress, …
The Old Mattress Read MoreThe Bell Tower Deed
Chief Marcus Grant read the clause aloud over the radio, standing on the grass below the bell tower, with the deed in both hands and his hat pushed back. The …
The Bell Tower Deed Read MoreThe Last Painting
Brett had not taken his eyes off the painting behind me, and I knew then that I had been right. I turned the last page face up and laid it …
The Last Painting Read MoreThe Tailgate Call
The two sets of headlights that came down my gravel road belonged to a cruiser of the Baxter County Sheriff and a gray sedan with no markings, and they parked …
The Tailgate Call Read MoreThe Brass Hinge
Marianne Hale walked up my front steps with the brass hinge in her left hand and a leather badge case in her right, and the porch went silent. Dennis stood …
The Brass Hinge Read MoreThe 1987 Night Shift
Dr. Daniel Reyes set the check down on the long pine table of the ski lodge, and the whole room of forty people slowly turned toward us. He was a …
The 1987 Night Shift Read MoreThe Envelope from Ray
The Coast Guard boat came around the point of the island at half past two in the afternoon, a gray forty five foot response boat with a blue light turning …
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The woman who stepped into the parlor behind Judge Harriet Pinckney was Marguerite Okafor, general counsel of the New York jewelry company that had bought my brooch designs, and she …
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