

The Missing PaintingIt was late in the year of 2006 when I visited France. I had gone to see some monuments. It was supposed to be a vacation from work. I was a detective, you see. Detective Jean Marc. I was born in and had never left Quebec, so I thought it was a good time to have a change of scenery. What I didnt know was that, only a day after I had arrived, I would be on another case. This time in France.The Missing Painting
I had just walked into the Louvre Museum, when all the security alarms went off. The Museum went into lock-down. I looked around and spotted a security guard standing by a big door. I made my way through the panicking crowd, and to the guard. &


This Place Feels Familiar...Adam rolled over in his bed, groaning as he felt a wave of nausea hit him.This Place Feels Familiar...
Opening his eyes slowly he looked out the window. It was dark out, stars punctuating the sky like pinpricks in the darkness.
He pushed himself up, sitting on the edge of his bed. Adam's long, bare legs stretched out in front of him, his right arm on his leg, his left elbow resting on his knee, his hand in his hair. He clenched his eyes shut, trying to remember his dream. But as always, he only remembered snap shots. He remembered her face, her eloquent limbs, the water-like movement of her dress. Adam remembered the smell of her hair, the fe


A Rose By Any Other Name...Set in the late 1800s.A Rose By Any Other Name...
The wind blew freely in his sun-kissed face, his brown hair whipping around his head as he ran down the grove. The dirt and dust caked his small bare feet. He could hear the swooshing of the brook in the distance, so he knew he was almost there.
The small boy clung to a book in his right hand, his left pumping to make him go faster. It was early in the day and the sun didn't beat down too freely yet. With enough of a breeze, the healthy boy enjoyed his exercise.
Before he knew it, he had reached the brook. He stopped his running abruptly and knelt by the brook and slashed the refr
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