"Mister Lowell...Mister Lowell...Mister Low --" "Huh? Sorry, detective." "I need you to answer a few more questions." Mr. Lowell knelt down and put his face in his hands, his knees quickly covered in blood. Sobs. "He's just a kid. I would have just given him some cash if he had put down the gun." "There … Continue reading Battle at the Bodega
Community Pool Advisor
The early morning heat and humidity suffocated the air in the Raleigh suburb. Those who were out and about were either barley clothed or sweating buckets. But it was Monday, so most were forced to exit their cool homes and apartments, schlep their way to their cars, and scoot to work. In the Trail's End … Continue reading Community Pool Advisor
I Beat Myself at Chess (revised)
There we sat, myself and I, at a small folding table in the middle of the lab beside the main, l-shaped workbench. The lab was empty - always was - except for the two of us. My life's work was scattered across every table. The computers hummed and the fluorescent lights buzzed. It wasn't as … Continue reading I Beat Myself at Chess (revised)
