Shaun Starts His Investigation

Shaun Starts His Investigation

by Ruth Hymel Shaun tapped his notebook thoughtfully with a felt-tipped pen. The pages were marked with his scribbled notes. Over the past month since his wife dubbed him amateur detective extraordinaire, he’d spent his free time interviewing the good citizens...

Something is Afoot in Evening Shire

by Ruth Hymel The room was abuzz with female voices. Above the clatter of tea cups and the clicking of needles, a constant murmur created such a din that it seemed everyone was speaking at once and to no one in particular. Sitting a little removed, Jayne perched on...

Spring’s Gift

by Ruth Hymel It was a Spring day in Evening Shire. Fine and dry with scattered clouds across a bright blue sky. The air was cool, and smelled of growing things. Jayne poked her head out the shop door: across the lane Betsy, the herbalist, was partially hidden behind...

St. David’s Day in Evening Shire

by Ruth Hymel Golden sprays of light lit up one corner of Miss Matty’s windowsill. She smiled at the memories stirred by the daffodils. Her mother’s voice floated up from many years ago, “Our new neighbors are… well… I don’t like as to call anyone odd…” Evening Shire...

The Story of Evening Shire Begins

by Ruth Hymel You arrive outside Evening Shire through wheat fields. A Tuesday night is descending. Walking slowly along the ancient track, your fingers brush the feathery tops of wheat. In the solitude, your feet make a comforting sort of thump on the dirt path....