The Car Lot Keys
The man from Albuquerque was not the kind of man who needed to raise his voice. He stood in the vestibule of First Baptist Church in a camel coat, holding …
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The Candle Box
The man in the third pew did not look like a man who had come for the carols. He wore a gray overcoat and held his hat on his knee, …
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The woman in the last pew rose with a leather briefcase in her hand just as Pastor Ricks lifted his arms for the benediction, and every head in the sanctuary …
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I have been a dispatcher in Washoe County for nineteen years, and I have never had a caller stay so calm. Winifred Hale was eighty five years old and lying …
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The headlights came up the long caliche road one pair after another, three sets in a line, and my daughter Tammy clutched the porch post as though the wind might …
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The black Cadillac with Florida plates rolled slowly up the drive of Hollister Stables at two in the afternoon, past the white fences and the sixty horses grazing in the …
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I set the folding cot down in the lobby of the Beau Rivage at ten minutes before midnight, and the floor manager, a tall man in a gray suit with …
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Pastor Jenkins stood in the church parking lot with the passenger door of the truck of my son open and a rolled wad of cash in one hand and a …
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The black SUV came through the gate of the Sandpiper Links at two minutes before noon, exactly as I had told them it would, and it parked across the end …
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Beatrice Coleman set a gray accordion file on the potting bench of my greenhouse and unsnapped the clasp, and thirty women of the Tyler Garden Club went quiet among the …
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