Back to You, Detective
Title: Back to You, Detective (Short Version) The rain had just begun when the party ended. I sat beside my husband, John Fredrick, watching city lights blur through the wet windshield. It was our third wedding anniversary, and we had spent the night laughing with friends. John drove with one hand on the wheel and the other holding mine. “Three years,” he smiled. “And you still look at me like I’m a mystery.” “Well,” I teased, “you are a detective.” He squeezed my hand. “No matter what case I’m working on… I’ll always come home to you.” Those were the last words he ever said. Suddenly—bright headlights. A massive truck. The crash of metal and glass. Then darkness. When I woke up in the hospital, the doctor’s face told me everything. “I’m sorry… Detective John Fredrick didn’t survive.” After his death, I fell into deep depression. Months later, wandering through the old town, I found a strange shop called Arcane Curiosities. Inside, an old witch handed me a black book. “This
About Back to You, Detective
Title: Back to You, Detective (Short Version) The rain had just begun when the party ended. I sat beside my husband, John Fredrick, watching city lights blur through the wet windshield. It was our third wedding anniversary, and we had spent the night laughing with friends. John drove with one hand on the wheel and the other holding mine. “Thr...Read more