The Last Wound

Detective Roy Winder goes to college on the Fourth of July to investigate the arson death of a professor of Humanities, Arts and Cultural Studies.

Musical Chairs

Detective Roy Winder investigates a case of musical chairs that benches his brother.

Now I Lay Me Down

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.

These Things Happen

The Victorian style houses on Rosy Hill Street, adorned earlier in the year with roses, hydrangeas, and ornamental grasses, were now festooned with glowing Christmas light bulbs. Passers-by would also behold Santas, reindeer, snowmen, candy canes, nutcrackers, candles, and festive garlands and wreaths. Looking inside, they could catch a glimpse of the stir of Christmas morning. Except at the Arts and Crafts Victorian house near the top of Rosy Hill Street. The Healey family – Tom, Cheri and their two young children, Alan and Angeline – was five hundred miles away at the bedside of Donna, Tom’s sister.

Visitations

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.

This Mortal Coil

“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.”

America Reflagged

Tom knew when he woke up that morning that it was Fourth of July. . .

Birding

As they neared the trees, Grandpa stopped and brought the binoculars to his eyes. He then handed them to Toby. “What do you see in that tree?” Grandpa pointed.