Reunion of Death – Part Two
Serial Mystery continued from part one Chapter 4 It was at least another hour-and-a-half before any of the other guests arrived. Seth had been puttering around the house mostly waiting for their inevitable arrival:...
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Reunion of Death – Part Ten
Serial Fiction continued from part nine Grinning from ear to ear, Seth said, “Hi handsome,” and leaned in for a kiss. There in that little restaurant waiting for him patiently was Philip....
Reunion of Death – Part Nine
Serial Fiction continued from part eight Chapter 18 “Well? These are some pretty serious accusations, Rita. Is any of this true?” Alexis asked her. Closing her eyes and breathing in deeply, she...
Reunion of Death – Part Eight
Serial Fiction continued from part seven Alexis and Philip had apparently had a reckoning and falling out: they sat at opposite ends of the room. Holly took her throne next to the window...
Reunion of Death – Part Seven
Serial Fiction Chapter 14 Thirty minutes later, it seemed like the storm outside the house was intensifying while the hurricane within the house was starting to fester off. Alexis had returned to the...
Reunion of Death – Part Six
Serial Mystery continued from part five “Who would do such a thing? Paul was such a soft, sweet, gentle man that I can’t think of why any of you would want to...
Reunion of Death – Part Five
Serial Mystery Chapter 10 Eight people gathered in a big house in central Missouri to finish planning their high school reunion, and now one of them was dead. Rita and Christina sat next...
Reunion of Death – Part Four
Serial Fiction continued from part three Tears were rolling down Matt’s cheeks at this point. Seth got up and brought him a tissue. No one said anything. Rita dabbed at her eyes...
Reunion of Death – Part Three
Serial Fiction continued from part three Not a minute later, another set of headlights lit up the driveway. Who ever was in the car honked a few times upon getting closer to...
Reunion of Death – Part One
Serial Story Chapter 1 “Honey, I thought the point of moving back to your hometown was to get back in touch with your roots.” -“Excuse me? You are the one who insisted we move...
Breakin’ The Law – Part One
Short Story Sometimes rules are meant to be broken. I HATE law enforcement officers. Well, actually, I hate the law. Yes, I kind of get why we need a set of rules to...
