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Herschel Cozine

by Diana Hockley



Margo Power, publisher of Murderous Intent Mystery Magazine founded a Short Story Mystery Fiction Society in 1996. The magazine, Mysterical-e was a spin-off from this and resulted in the Derringer Awards for stories up to twenty thousand words. The society has now grown to around one thousand six hundred members.

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by Herschel Cozine


Hi. Nathaniel P. Osgood III here. I live and work in Nurseryland as a private detective. It’s an interesting job to say the least, and brings me in contact with some of the strangest people one could ever hope to meet. People say and do crazy things here. For one thing, they are always losing things. Bo Peep lost her sheep. Cinderella lost her slipper. The kittens lost their mittens. Humpty Dumpty lost his balance. And I have it on good authority that Snow White lost her virginity.

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Maude Barker loved fortunetellers. She was intrigued by the aura of mystery that surrounded them; the mystical and enchanting rituals that these prophets employed in their trade. Tea leaves, tarot cards, palms and signs of the zodiac all had their charm and enchantment. But she preferred the crystal ball to all of the rest. The exotic beauty of it, as it rested like a sparkling gem on its black velvet pedestal, thrilled her as nothing else could do. And she believed in it wholeheartedly.

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They were all out to get him, but Mitch knew it was nothing personal. They were only doing their jobs. They were pros, just as he was, working for one man, but he wasn’t a member of their organization. He worked for somebody else.

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by Herschel Cozine


The disappearance of Jeff Lisbon is still a topic of conversation wherever people gather. It seemed incredible at the time that someone as famous as he could simply vanish without a trace. Sure, it happens now and then–take Jimmy Hoffa, for example, but this case was different. There wasn’t any rational explanation for Lisbon to “take a ride.”He wasn’t in that line of work. Ask any baseball fan and he will tell you about Jeff Lisbon. He was one of the greats. He broke into the Major Leagues in 1954, when ballplayers were still playing for the love of the game and not because they could make millions just for hitting 200.

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New Baseball

IN THE March 30 ISSUE

FROM THE 2013 Articles,
andTerrific Tales
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by Herschel Cozine


I was eleven years old. Living as I did in a small town with houses separated by acres of farmland, I had no birthday party. But my family was there. And cake and ice cream. And presents.

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Ghostly Encounter: A Christmas Short Story

IN THE December 17 ISSUE

FROM THE 2012 Articles,
andTerrific Tales
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by Herschel Cozine


I was ten years old. That was a long time ago, before television and all of the electronic gimmickry that permeate today’s world. We, my younger brother, Timmy and I, got our entertainment by listening to the radio, usually with the lights out as Inner Sanctum and some of the old, classic radio programs scared us out of our wits. Cool! There was nothing like a good scary radio program in the dark to get one’s creative juices flowing. Some of the best, deliciously awful pranks I pulled on Timmy were inspired while listening to the radio.

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by Herschel Cozine



Emily huddled on the bench in the subway station, her shawl pulled tightly around her shoulders. It was late, almost twelve o’clock. The station was nearly deserted. Two men stood to one side of the platform, diligently ignoring the few others. A homeless man, tattered clothes and inevitable knapsack stuffed with debris, lay sleeping on the bench across from where Emily sat. The few lights that still worked threw a dim, dreary yellow glow on the platform. No one seemed to notice.

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by Herschel Cozine




Sam didn’t come to San Francisco for its spectacular scenery, its hills, its cable cars or any of the countless attractions that made the city unique. He didn’t even want to come, had fought the urge for years. But now, despite his reluctance, he found himself on a boat in San Francisco Bay as it made its way slowly through the gently rolling water. The water’s calmness was deceptive. It was a treacherous bay, Sam knew, with undertows and currents that could overwhelm the strongest swimmer.

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A Bookstore For All Seasons

IN THE June 2 ISSUE

FROM THE 2012 Articles,
andEvery Other Book,
andTravel
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by Herschel Cozine



A Bookstore For All Seasons by Herschel Cozine is the winner of KRL’s birthday contest! We’d like to congratulate Herschel and thank everyone who entered. If you would like to check out the other entries head on over to KRL Lite!

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by Herschel Cozine



It had been over half a lifetime since I last saw Rick Houston. He had been a major force in my life once, an unwelcome interlude that I have tried hard to forget. So I wasn’t ready for the phone call. Nor was I prepared to deal with the memories that came with it. It was inevitable, I know. Rick’s strange disappearance had never been explained, and the police kept the book open.

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