Phone Call (450)

An ambulance arrived, as did the police. A Detective Lieutenant David Chan and Detective Robert Stillman took our statements. Finally, everyone cleared … More

Man in Black (400)

It was nearly closing time. I was the last customer, and Margie was the only barber still there. As the ensuing scene … More

Plan A (350)

To hear mom speak, however tersely about him, I’d gathered a good idea that my father might be one of … More

Wanhei (300)

Up through the ‘60s, Wanhei was the wild west of Korea, crime the number-one occupation and murder the number-one pastime. Gangs … More

Dad (250)

Once when it was my turn to bring my dad to school to talk about what he did for a … More

Mom (200)

My parents gave up on each other when I was five, and my mom raised me alone. She died just after … More

Help on O‘ahu to Feed Your Children

Haircut (150)

I remember the smell, that robust combination of incense, sour milk, sweat, and boiled peanuts. On broiling sunny days, you could … More

Chinatown (100)

Before Waikīkī became the center of attraction,there was downtown Honolulu, and the biggest chunkof real estate in downtown Honolulu was … More

Survivor (100)

Snuffy Apana said, “It could be anyone who wrote it, or even anyone who passed your desk and saw it. For … More

Reunion (125)

David Chan approached the buildings. Beyond, in a garden-like setting, many monks were practicing tai-chi. Oddly, turtles of different sizes were roaming … More

Suspicion (150)

Victor Yamamoto stared at the note, then eyeballed each of his colleagues. No one said he’d taken the message from … More

Weapons (175)

David Chan’s mother was relieved to hear Denise might be all right. She confirmed Denise had started practicing Daoism. Chan drove … More

Retreat (200)

Denise Chan had stumbled into Daoism. She’d taken a wrong turn in the back of Nu‘uanu Valley and discovered the temple. Curious, … More