The car of the future today

Building of the future, today It's time for a new car. I've driven the old Pinto for nearly 44 years and at long last I'm rid of it. Gladiola and I made the decision a few days ago and last night, in the gloom and heat, I drove it to the Cliffs of Destruction. As … Continue reading The car of the future today

Sprung upon

The day after the Shining Star closed I went for breakfast one morning to find that the Shining Star, a greasy spoon on Amsterdam and 78th had closed. It was Saturday morning and the people I shared my life with were still in their pajamas. Signs taped in the window said goodbye and thanked everyone … Continue reading Sprung upon

Note to the piano movers

Thanks so much for coming ahead of the storm. It’s only a category three; I don’t know why they even bother to call it a hurricane. When you first enter the house, be certain to ignore our darling dog, Schatzi, who has a multiple personality disorder. He’s suitably medicated, but, if disturbed will most certainly … Continue reading Note to the piano movers

Carried off by the swift waters

“All right,” I said. “Tell me all about it.” Like I said, I had time and more than anything, I like a good story. Alder Fanspree got up from the bench and turned to face me and his wife. “I had just dug into breakfast, egg and cheese on a toasted roll, when a man … Continue reading Carried off by the swift waters

Yeah, yeah, yeah

It’s a bad idea, going after the woman. It’s already cost me a sport coat and pair of pants. Nice pants. If I think about it I’m already invested in this case. What case? She has disappeared up ninth and I’m a block away. On top of that, I’ve pissed off whoever Thorn works for. … Continue reading Yeah, yeah, yeah

She looks familiar, but then, everyone does at a distance

Editor's Note: this is a continuation of story started two posts earlier about a reluctant detective. You may recall that the narrator observed a man chasing a woman down Eighteenth Street and out of a sense of either chivalry or boredom decided to intervene. There's no connection to the most recent post, and no way to explain that … Continue reading She looks familiar, but then, everyone does at a distance

The takedown

The morning of the takedown was the first time dad said to Mara and me, “Don’t waste food,” and it had real meaning. We might regret not having that food soon enough. She was little and had burned her bread and didn’t want to eat it. Dad said the time of excess was coming to an end … Continue reading The takedown