Timing (A Lieutenant David Chan Mystery, Chapter 6)

Back at his desk, Chan took a look at the files of some other open cases. The one that concerned him … More

Some Peace

I think about how I heard you rant at death for so long,then near the end ask for it to … More

Passing, I looked inside, saw that family, remembered,their stony group staring at those white china plates,no one speaking a word, … More

My father was drafted into active service in the U.S. Army on February 24, 1941. Exactly one year later, on … More

No one made Thanksgiving feasts like my mom. For one thing, the turkey was always juicy. I don’t know why, but that’s … More

Binding My father remains a mystery. Especially, and of course, now that he’s gone, I would like more than ever … More

Wouldn’t it be wonderful to wipe the slate clean,tabula rasa, my mind a blank, history erased, wake up tomorrow knowing nothingbut … More

“The children,” she said, trying to lift her hand, but only able to look their way, nod her head toward … More

He walks around the valley every morning,deep in composition beneath the shadows of trees and cliffs,a circuit of crystallization, mile … More