As with Mr. Martìnez, Mr. Flores’s room was tidy, everything packed, and there was an airline ticket indicating that he’d…
Time: Lesson #1
I hear that gentle knock at the door, my teacher Time, again.She comes around, and we sit together on my…
A Good Deed (A Lieutenant David Chan Mystery, Chapter 2)
Detective Stillman drove. Their first destination was the Oceanside Inn, a cozy little place two blocks mauka of Waikīkī Beach. Mr. Jose…
Now the bad news
You can’t turn around and follow your sweetbread and malasada crumb trail back in time.Frighteningly, friend, it’s been sucked up…
Playing in Paradise (A Lieutenant David Chan Mystery, Chapter 1)
Nothing says paradise like be awakened in the early morning hours to show up for a display of bloody bodies. Lieutenant…
Affair on Eighth Avenue
I sing a fall chill wind exploring the corners here, on the downside of town,the sun unable to peer into…
The Ways of Storytelling (A Lieutenant David Chan Mystery, Part 37, The End)
After I finished writing up this Case of the Curious Car Accidents, I wasn’t sure what to do. I liked…
Retirement
It’s possible I may live longer than my parents did.Desperation for more time should affect me with less intensitymaybe, given…
The Whys of Love (A Lieutenant David Chan Mystery, Part 36)
“But why steal from old people the cars you use for the other old people to hit?” “Well, boss, maybe…
Dance to Darkness
I notice her here this evening, watch her closely, intentlylistening to a fly buzz and bump up against the screen.…
The Whys of Old Age (A Lieutenant David Chan Mystery, Part 35)
Chan asked Detectives Kalākaua and Fernandez, the first to arrive, to process the scene. The Honolulu Fire Department was hosing down…
How Me Invent Prayer
Some others try take credit for this, so me want set record straight. My name Grog. Me invent prayer. One day me in…
Another End Tied Up (A Lieutenant David Chan Mystery, Part 34)
The first vessel, the Doo Sei Nam, was enormous, a good 250 feet. It looked more suited for the Korean Navy…
Not Some Poem
He tired of writing poems aboutmorning, old age, and birds,telling buds, planets, fate, and war,how everyone knows meadows and hate…
A Helping Hand (A Lieutenant David Chan Mystery, Part 33)
In his mind, Chan had just knocked Yu down on the floor and was kicking his teeth in. “David?” Yamamoto brought…
Some Peace
I think about how I heard you rant at death for so long,then near the end ask for it to…
A Gift Horse (A Lieutenant David Chan Mystery, Part 32)
Chan gave his godfather a hard look. He was about to say something, but decided not to. Apana and AhYou sauntered off.…
Open Water
I really can’t remember a greatest fear growing up. Maybegoing to the dentist. That all changed with the movie Jaws. I used…
Loose Ends (A Lieutenant David Chan Mystery, Part 31)
An hour later, Chan’s phone rang. Chan picked up. “Victor,” he called to his partner, “it’s Titchner.” “Lieutenant Chan, I, we…
The Walk of Life
Passing, I looked inside, saw that family, remembered,their stony group staring at those white china plates,no one speaking a word,…
