Their little cabin looked out onto the beach, cool and silvery blue in the moonlight. There they were, she and her husband, waking up together in the serene early morning light, this whole empty beach to themselves. In a life as busy as theirs, filled with commitments and friends and family, such tranquility was rare,…
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Remibias Chua was called “Remy” by nearly everybody. She was a respiratory therapist at Edgewater hospital, and that day she was very, very tired. Health care is an exhausting industry at every level, and all she wanted was to close her eyes for a few short, blessed minutes. It wasn’t unheard of at the busy…
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It often happens as the dusk settles itself gently over the lush rainforest. Farmed animals, confined to pens or herded by human and canine protectors, wouldn’t have a sense of their own vulnerability or the existence of predators, you might think. But somewhere, deep down in their basest primal instincts that reach back to the…
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Yuletide is a season of warmth and joy, at least according to Hallmark. There you sit by the fireside, sipping hot chocolate, bathed in the warm glow of the lighted tree, watching the flickering lights from the menorah or yule log, filled with contentment; but outside (at least in the Northern parts of the globe)…
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A fresh blanket of snow glistens in the cold light of the moon, a contrast to the warm glow of street lamps, wrapping the city streets in the cozy blanket of early winter. Twinkling across the surrounding fields in the night, mirroring the light of the moon in a million broken rays, the landscape was…
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Apprehensive they went, clasping each other tightly, into the night. It was so, so quiet outside of the footsteps of their papa, clomping along hurriedly, unsteadily ahead. The unnatural still of the night seeped into all three children’s blood, making them shiver as the moon poured silver upon them. They didn’t need to go out…
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Perhaps the most thorough and well-balanced of the Sheppard trials was the one held long, long after Marilyn Reese Sheppard’s death. In the first installment of this article, we discussed the first trial of her husband and accused killer, Sam, some of the questionable decisions made by the trial judge, and the media circus that…
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As Samuel Holmes Sheppard, D.O., would later tell the story, he had dozed off on a daybed in his living room, wrapped in his corduroy jacket against the night’s chill, on July 3, 1954. He had had a very difficult day at work, but it had ended well enough with a casual dinner and drinks…
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There is much that can be said about Edgar Allan Poe, but in terms of his literary habits, little that needs to be. Much more famous in death than he was in life, he was nevertheless a literary critic of some renown in his own time. His true love, however, was lurid, ghastly fiction. Poe…
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I got into my bed and I turned out the light, and I started hearing someone whistling. I don’t remember the tune, I just remember whistling. It was clear. I could hear it everywhere. In my mind, and since we lived in a two story apartment, I remember imagining a man walking across above us…
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