Tag Archives: Miami

Azucar in the Guest House

Azucar in the Guest House “Sarita, I have a large package for you,” said Garcia the mailman. “I can tell by your obvious expression, this must be very important to you.” He hands her the box along with a few pieces of mail. “Gracias Señor Garcia,” she responds looking at the address with a smile. “I can smell your abuella is preparing dinner, please tell her I said hello.” “Si, Señor Garcia, I will tell my grandmother when I go inside.” Sara, or Sarita as she is known Read more [...]

A Word about the Weather in Miami

A Word about the Weather in Miami (Whether or not we like it!) OP, Errol D’Mint Miami—The stormy weather patterns for the greater Miami area had played tricks on the local weather women who forecasted that Saturday, the 4th of December, would be different from Friday. Needless to say, they were correct—it was worse. I should have expected the weather to worsen due to the language offered by the local morning television weather women. Miami’s tropical storms, scheduled to dissipate Read more [...]

Pair-a-Dice

Pair-a-Dice I rolled from Brickell to Miami Beach on a bus bound for something new. There were more people than my small town up North, just a few. I sat beside the window to shoulder the afternoon sun and islands to the south. I was between businesses of cut throat commerce and the colorful fossil facades. I exited the bus, a transient trolley of sort, to reach the beach. I didn't have to think twice because the scene was real nice, thirty years later after I rolled a pair of dice. Read more [...]

The Lone Wolfe

The Lone Wolfe Winner of the WritersWeekly.com 24-Hour Short Story Contest Selection “The Mac Dad will make you...Jump! Jump! The Daddy Mac will make...Jump! Jump!" Lisa sang as she held onto the rope that swung over Wolfe Lake. "Then 'Jump!' already, Lisa!" Terrence yelled while their friends laughed at her from the bank. She let go and plunged into the cool water with her two middle fingers pointed at Terrence. "Hey Terrence, what does this mean (Ginger and Elaine give him the middle finger Read more [...]

Retirement in the Everglades

Retirement in the Everglades When they submerged Cantor’s body in the sawgrass marsh, there were gators that tore and gnawed until his five feet two inches frame was green and raw from the eventual decomposition. However, the human remains of Cantor’s departure remained relevant because of a father and son fishing trip. Gerry Torre’s nine year old son told his dad that he caught an Oscar, but to Gerry’s shock it was not a fish. It could be the possible missing person from the Miami Herald Read more [...]

Faker—Marshall Boyd

  Marshall Boyd is a prolific and meticulous story-teller in this murder mystery based in Miami. Falk McCoy, the tough as nails and tenacious detective takes the reader for an investigation of gruesome killings. Falk McCoy’s every move from Miami to the Everglades is captivating. As the story evolves you begin to appreciate the relationships of the characters. Boyd develops each of the individuals for the reader to understand their strengths and weaknesses. You feel the richness of Read more [...]

Miami Lovers — Marshall Boyd

www.FalkMcCoy.comMiami Lovers – Marshall Boyd Falk McCoy sits in repose on a park bench in Bicentennial Park thinking about romance. Love all around in the park and love abound in the city. He takes the moment to reflect about his one love. One love, however pure and passionate the moment exists – will not be his only focus. For Falk McCoy, the Glades Hotel detective, it will be the broad avenues of love that he will take to investigate another mystery. Miami Lovers is the third book Read more [...]