An Old Feud and Tragedy

“It’s not as if I’m in any sort of danger,” I told Ulysses, the next day after the fire. “I’m not out trying to find a guilty party or anything. The crime that happened fifty years ago at the Saunders house has already been investigated. But, I admit I’m curious about the Saunders and Newton […]

Quilts

Quilts

Saturday, I went to a quilt fair on the grounds of Shiloh Museum. It was a beautiful day and the quilts were blooming on the grassy lawn like so many summer flowers. I’ve found that crafters love talking about their work and these were no exception. They told me about the history of the quilts, […]

Puzzled as Puppies

Puzzled as Puppies

I was sitting on my deck this morning, watching yellow redbud leaves drift slowly down and I had a distinct urge to put those leaves back on the tree, saying, No, it’s not that time yet! I was reminded of the Little Golden Book, The Four Puppies. If you haven’t read that book, you’re missing […]

A Clue in the Wallpaper

“You know,” I said, “I was looking again at Marvie Saunder’s book.”             “No, Ned,” Pat interrupted. “Remember, you’ve given that up. You’re going to let Cade and Gerald handle whatever is going on about that house. You are fixating on that book of poetry so, stop it!”             Stung, I said, “What a thing […]

What Can a Storm Blow Up?

My first chapter of my work-in-progress: Chapter One Miss Tootsie’s nose twitched. Something was in the air besides the smell of spring flowers and the musky scent of last night’s rain. The sun struggled against incoming dark clouds, and the morning felt too warm; muggy, she called it. Not a breeze stirred. Other than those […]

An Empty House

The rain stopped and I turned off my windshield wipers. About halfway to Myra’s home, I realized no one in the whole world knew where I was and that was not a good thing. I speed-dialed Cade but got no answer, only his voice mail. Leaving a message, I told him where I’d be. Hopefully, […]