βHey, whatβs the difference between a graveyard and a cemetery?β βWhat?β Togs looks at me, irritated.Β βYou heard me, pal.Β Whatβs the difference between a ...
Our plane cropped over the horizon, the endless woods meandering and covering every inch of land for miles around the forested area, effectively isolating it ...
Twenty-five years ago, I became the United States Attorney for the Northern District of Illinois. Brash, arrogant, cocky and brilliant, I could do no wrong ...
Nicholas Grime looked at the window at the neighborβs house, watching the twitching form dangling from the rope in the tree, the smiling figure holding ...
Who else couldβve asked for a more perfect Christmas morning? The skies not quite dark yet not quite bright, snowflakes gently pelting against the windows, ...