“Forensic Homesteading” My wake-up call was a thunderclap. I had fallen asleep last night on a tattered couch depicting wilderness scenes of game animals… the same couch I assumed Mr. ********* was discovered unconscious upon before transport to the hospital. Being daytime, the path taken by the medics from the front door to the couch … More A Knife In the Dark – 5

“Tu Casa Es Mi Casa” Waking up inside a hospital with no memory of how you got there makes for an interesting adventure when you’re leaving it behind — more so when multiplied by a century. I was somewhere in southern Texas, near Galveston according to my driver, a place creatively called “Texas City,” of … More A Knife In the Dark – 4

“What Lies Beneath” “‘Tis the year of our Lord twenty sixteen, good sir.” Amalthea had instructed me well. I had reached a point in my health eligible to be released… and of course, the neurologist was the one barring my path. A dark sense of humor and an evasive disposition, she said, were indicators of … More A Knife In the Dark – 3