I’m no romantic. When I met my wife, it was love at first sight. You hear about that happening, but who believes … More
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Chapter 6: Best Laid Plans
For who knew what bright reason, most airlines scheduled flights to arrive during roughly the same time periods. There were … More
A Favor
The intercom buzzed, taking his mind off the view of Honolulu Harbor. “Governor, it’s Sir George Masterson on the phone … More
For a Little While
Each would fill eachTo brimming can as mayBut the momentComes, soon lost fingersThat slide betweenIndex and thumbA brief wax scentBreathless … More
Found Gold
I turn on my pillowTo her gentle pushSee in her eyesTheir shineA kind yellow glintOn a field of brownHow smart … More
Walk to a Dreamless Sleep
Just before you sleepYou may hearThe road you’ve wound downTalk to youTell you the tale of your stepsHow it’s heard … More
The Next Chapter
The title of the second chapter will be,“Is Hamlet’s Will His Own?”Each will be a questionthat will be rigorously discussedbut … More
Confrontation (Part Four)
On the third morning of the new school year, Chris made it a point to be sitting on the library … More
Cooling
In the shade, he sat enjoying his shave iceunder a banyan tree, the sound of wavesrolling on, the wrinkled ocean … More
Chapter 31: Jeffrey Tico, David Chan, and Bobby Stillman
There were two things David Chan disliked about his job. One was being designated as the face of HPD’s Homicide … More
Chapter 25: A Little More About Bobby Stillman
Jumping in his car, Chan again cursed the fact that HPD allowed detectives to use their own cars, but they’d … More
Chapter 19: The Noose Tightens
When David Chan returned to the station, he found Sergeant Stillman poring over a file having to do with a … More
Chapter 13: Kāhala or Ka’ena Point?
Byung Yu was mightily relieved when Sung-min Wang called him the following day. He’d been concerned that the people at … More
What Dreams May Come
I say again I have no funny family stories worth telling.Lots of families do, sure, and sure, some of minemight … More
Homecoming
The Christmas berry tree where I hung in the crookof the main branch, every night, always after dark, I waited,you … More
Beyond Pain
Someone I loved, I heard the other day,a woman I’d known in my Madison years,had battled Parkinson’s for ten long … More
The Last Gasp
In terms of activity level for all the piers in Honolulu Harbor, Pier 31 was a dead one. No local … More
Like Father, Like Son
His son, David Jr., still lived at home. This was good. He was finishing up his English major at UH … More
A Visiting
“Ay, it’s the cost of everything these days that drives me crazy. Nowadays I’m only rolling my own.” Chris could … More
I’m Listening Still
“I don’t see it that way,” you say, and I begin the wonder why.We sit cross legged on the floor … More
