
A Short Mystery Series He was really beginning to hate his job. What used to be mildly bearable was becoming increasingly suffocating. Previously, his job provided him with just enough perks to make the work tolerable and sometimes, the recognition even put a little pep in his step. Now, those happy days were few…

Shells I blame the stuffed shells. Up until then, I coordinated everything as best as possible, timing the family buffet line perfectly, pouring my drink when most people rushed to the food, casually waiting at the fringe until their plates were fully loaded and they found a seat. It’s a newer practice, one of…