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  Table of Contents Chapter 1—Hello, Handsome ! Chapter 2—Kicking Back on a Friday Night Chapter 3—Strangers in the Night Chapter 4—Weirdness Chapter 5—We’ll Always Have Diamond   Epilogue       ‘You may be right.   I may be crazy, but it just may be a lunatic you’re looking for.    Turn out the light, don’t try to save me.    You may be wrong for all I know but you may be right.’—some lyrics from Billy Joel’s ‘You May Be Right’ ‘You were always slightly awkward, kind of weird.   Upside down and not all here.’—some lyrics from ‘A Symptom of Being Human’ as sung by Shinedown ‘You don’t like my point of view and I’m insane.’—Some lyrics from Blind Melon’s ‘No Rain’ ‘I will be with you again.’—some lyrics from U2’s ‘New Year’s Day’     Chapter 1—Hello, Handsome !                 It was karaoke night at Jinko’s and Mavin Flute had come to wind down after a long day successfully solving a crime as she always did.    Her partner, Gina, looked over her should

  I Knew You (Dedicated to my mom) Many thought you stoic Some thought you strict You were an enigma I never figured how you ticked But you played a mean air hockey You played oldies, acted the ham When it came to jokes, you always made me laugh You were fun and frivolous We were always carefree You were always a first-rate sleuth Solving any mystery I saw your secret side Even if you admitted you hated to cry You wanted to appear in control and strong You assured me it was you I could lean on I miss you as much as I did in 2008 I know I’ll see you in Heaven again Even though I’ll have to wait So, I smile and think of you And your goofiness through and through Because I know the fun we’ll be spending Watching you golf with that fox Peter Jennings But ‘til then, your memory resides And within my heart, you’ll always abide. 5/10/24  

  Table of Contents Chapter 1—A Long Sit-down With Moe Chapter 2—The Funeral Chapter 3—The Trip Chapter 4—Moe, A Parent   Chapter 5—Life Goes On Epilogue       Chapter 1—A Long Sit-down With Moe                 Larry had recently passed away.     Moe had never really had anyone in his life close to him that had died, and it hit him like a ton of bricks.    He hadn’t experienced terror before, but he had a nightmare that shook him straight to his core.    Fortunately, Maya was next to him and drew him to her chest to stroke his hair and listen to her heartbeat.                 ‘What’s wrong, Moe ?’, she asked.                 ‘My good friend Larry recently died.   I don’t think Sam took it well, either.    They were practically inseparable.’, Moe said, a bit sadly.     The two got up and she patted the place on the couch typically reserved for him.                    ‘We need to talk Maurice.’, she said, gently.    When she used his full name, he knew it was