Welcome to Coopers Hollow. Its not your ordinary small town.

Youre just passing through a little Indiana town in the 1950s when your car breaks down. What to do? Fortunately, a helpful old fellow offers to take you in hand. Hell direct you to the service station. Show you the town. Introduce its citizens. Tell you about its history. Even buy you a beer. What do you say?

You say yes. And with that, the talkative fellow regales you with stories about the townsfolk. Stories about ordinary people who find themselves in extraordinary situations. Stories that slip just a little over the edge of your everyday world . . .A woman receives a desperate, warning phone call from herself, placed years before.

A rude, ill-tempered man is warned of his imminent deathAll ten versions of it.

A little girl discovers that her wonderful special gift works in unforeseen ways.

A man pawns his soul, then later learns it has been sold. Will he take an inferior one in trade?

As children of a recently-departed grandmother reminisce about her, they make a strange discovery.

An unusual watch provides the means for a long-suffering wife to get rid of her cheating husband.

A writer promises his publisher a bestseller, then turns to a ghostwriter: One of his own characters.

Trick-or-treating kids are joined by a strange companion sporting a very realistic monster costume.

A strange radio helps a father and son even the odds against a crooked landlord and his bully son.

By the time your storyteller has finished his ten tales, night has fallen. He guides you to the local motel, where you two sit outside enjoying the air before you turn in.

Thats when he tells the truth about the town. And about you.

Ten tales from just beyond the edge of the ordinary.And one final bonus tale. About you.Contact the author at jvshepherd1@aol.co

Who Killed Eve Hollander?

Indianapolis, 1955. Early spring, a little before one in the morning.

Thats when beautiful, rich, cruel Eve Hollander goes off her penthouse roof . . . and lands in the lap, as it were, of her next-door neighbor, Dr. Lou Baltimore. The quirky college professor with a knack for detection might let it go at thatexcept that five of Eves circle want to pin her death on him. Did Eve fall? Or was she pushed? And by whom? And why?

Lou wants to find out. Teaming up with smart, beautiful Indianapolis Police Department Lt. Kelley Cooper, Lou romances the leggy cop while also investigating Eves death. Along the way, employing his usual wisecracks, brash manner and unorthodox methods, he manages to raise eyebrows, ruffle feathers and step on toes . . .

What the Characters Say about Lou Baltimore:

Kelley Cooper: Hes sort of lovable, if you can stand to be around him.

Irving Slatkin: A lying weasel.

Belle Hollander: He is very, very tricky.

Oren Finch: Hes a loose cannon, but at least hes our loose cannon.

Tony Irving: The most conceited man I have ever met.

Gladys Lloyd: Cocky, smug and thoroughly unlikable.

Edmund Spinks, Jr.: Hes not as smart as he thinks.

Irving Hollander: A real wiseass.

Chardonnay Smith: Hes rather full of himself.

Hugh Chapel: A real jerk.

Beau Hollander: My daddy called him a bad name.

Sam Kitchens: An okay guy. In his own way, I mean.

Eve Hollander: No comment available.

The author: I put Sherlock Holmes, Philip Marlowe and Wolf J. Flywheel in a bag, shook it up, and dumped it out. And what did I get for my trouble? Lou Baltimore.

Welcome to Coopers Hollow. Its not your ordinary small town.

Youre just passing through a little Indiana town in the 1950s when your car breaks down. What to do? Fortunately, a helpful old fellow offers to take you in hand. Hell direct you to the service station. Show you the town. Introduce its citizens. Tell you about its history. Even buy you a beer. What do you say?

You say yes. And with that, the talkative fellow regales you with stories about the townsfolk. Stories about ordinary people who find themselves in extraordinary situations. Stories that slip just a little over the edge of your everyday world . . .A woman receives a desperate, warning phone call from herself, placed years before.

A rude, ill-tempered man is warned of his imminent deathAll ten versions of it.

A little girl discovers that her wonderful special gift works in unforeseen ways.

A man pawns his soul, then later learns it has been sold. Will he take an inferior one in trade?

As children of a recently-departed grandmother reminisce about her, they make a strange discovery.

An unusual watch provides the means for a long-suffering wife to get rid of her cheating husband.

A writer promises his publisher a bestseller, then turns to a ghostwriter: One of his own characters.

Trick-or-treating kids are joined by a strange companion sporting a very realistic monster costume.

A strange radio helps a father and son even the odds against a crooked landlord and his bully son.

By the time your storyteller has finished his ten tales, night has fallen. He guides you to the local motel, where you two sit outside enjoying the air before you turn in.

Thats when he tells the truth about the town. And about you.

Ten tales from just beyond the edge of the ordinary.And one final bonus tale. About you.Contact the author at jvshepherd1@aol.co

Who Killed Eve Hollander?

Indianapolis, 1955. Early spring, a little before one in the morning.

Thats when beautiful, rich, cruel Eve Hollander goes off her penthouse roof . . . and lands in the lap, as it were, of her next-door neighbor, Dr. Lou Baltimore. The quirky college professor with a knack for detection might let it go at thatexcept that five of Eves circle want to pin her death on him. Did Eve fall? Or was she pushed? And by whom? And why?

Lou wants to find out. Teaming up with smart, beautiful Indianapolis Police Department Lt. Kelley Cooper, Lou romances the leggy cop while also investigating Eves death. Along the way, employing his usual wisecracks, brash manner and unorthodox methods, he manages to raise eyebrows, ruffle feathers and step on toes . . .

What the Characters Say about Lou Baltimore:

Kelley Cooper: Hes sort of lovable, if you can stand to be around him.

Irving Slatkin: A lying weasel.

Belle Hollander: He is very, very tricky.

Oren Finch: Hes a loose cannon, but at least hes our loose cannon.

Tony Irving: The most conceited man I have ever met.

Gladys Lloyd: Cocky, smug and thoroughly unlikable.

Edmund Spinks, Jr.: Hes not as smart as he thinks.

Irving Hollander: A real wiseass.

Chardonnay Smith: Hes rather full of himself.

Hugh Chapel: A real jerk.

Beau Hollander: My daddy called him a bad name.

Sam Kitchens: An okay guy. In his own way, I mean.

Eve Hollander: No comment available.

The author: I put Sherlock Holmes, Philip Marlowe and Wolf J. Flywheel in a bag, shook it up, and dumped it out. And what did I get for my trouble? Lou Baltimore.