It Doesn’t Take Much
“This cold night will turn us all to fools and madmen.”
Detective Roy Winder investigates the murder of a young woman at the Carnival of Souls haunted house.
“This cold night will turn us all to fools and madmen.”
Detective Roy Winder investigates the murder of a young woman at the Carnival of Souls haunted house.
Detective Roy Winder investigates a case of musical chairs that benches his brother.
My name is Roy Winder. I’m a homicide detective. I investigate suspicious deaths, collect evidence, and work to solve cases. But, putting two and two together doesn’t always add up to a solve a mystery, as in my last case. . . a short story.
“The fox knows many truths, but the hedgehog knows one big thing.”
2025. Those of us striving to maintain the good, the true, the beautiful, and our precious homeland felt a hard-to-name force displacing us from the “past, people, place, and prayer” (Kingsnorth).
Brooke was not one to go looking for treasure among the trash, but the sight of a huge yard sale where unwanted items were offered for a second or third chance at redemption, she could not pass up.
“Waking up this morning,” Arthur told his best friend, “I had a dream. I was in a large passenger plane that was crashing in slow motion. When it finally landed nose first, I walked out of the cockpit window.”
“From the very beginning— from the first moment, I may almost say— of my acquaintance with you, your manners, impressing me with the fullest belief of your arrogance, your conceit, and your selfish disdain of the feelings of others, were such as to form the groundwork of disapprobation on which succeeding events have built so immovable a dislike; and I had not known you a month before I felt that you were the last man in the world whom I could ever be prevailed on to marry.”