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A Bookaholic, Pro-life, Pro-Family, Pro-Oxford Comma, Catholic (with Asperger's) who reads and writes as her obsession. I've been reading over 400 books a year lately. These are my ramblings on some of the books I read. To read about all the books I read and comment on, visit me at LibraryThing or Goodreads.

I've been blogging since 2007 and at this point (July 2015) am trying my hand at turning the theme of this blog towards mystery, thriller, and crime, fiction and nonfiction. I have some special interest topics and categories within this broad genre which include (but are not limited to) serial killers, scandi-crime, Victorian history and historicals, history of the criminally insane and asylums, psychopathology, death, funerary practices and burial, corpses, true crime and anything dealing with the real life macabre, or that portrayed in fiction.

I also read a short story a day from various collections, sometimes anthologies othertimes collections of a single author's work. These reviews are also posted here and while they are of mixed genre the mystery, thriller, horror, gothic and macabre often appear within their pages as well.


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Friday, December 28, 2012

Short Story: Special Ingredient by Lorraine Marise


"Special Ingredient" by Lorraine Marise
a short story

4/5

from MIKE SHAYNE MYSTERY MAGAZINE, July, 1977, pg 106
                                     
First Sentence:  "A little bell atop the door frame announced Officer Garvey Moran's entrance to the small diner on Second Street."

Last Sentence:  "You can say that again."

Author: I can find no information on this author other than she's published other stories for this magazine.

I enjoyed this little crime story which had a very definitive seventies feel to it.  A police officer comes into an empty diner sits down and starts to chat with the owner.  Turns out "Little Willy" died there the other day of botulism poisoning, the diner was shut down, inspected and given the all clear but now no customers are returning.  At first the victim sounds to be a child but the reader is soon put wise when we learn "Little Willy" was the local bookie around these parts, something the officer hadn't known.  He'd suspected Willy was up to something but hadn't clued in yet.  Well the conversation continues, the owner starts to tell the cop an awful lot of information about botulism poisoning and how it works, how long it takes, what your chances are if you don't get help, etc.  Officer Moran wonder's without much thought as to how he knows all this information.  As Moran makes a phone call, he happens to see the owner sprinkling something in his stew.  Back at the counter, when asked the owner says it's his "special ingredient", Moran agrees the stew does taste better than what you expect at a diner.

At this point the reader's thoughts are taking a certain turn as to what has occurred here and may perhaps occur again?  This does not appear to be the right track.  Officer Moran only has a few tastes than states he's just not hungry and leaves.  He then goes on to visit the owner of another deli down the street whose business is booming since the incident at the first place.  Here we learn who was in cahoots with who, who poisoned Little Willy and why and all seems straightforward and yet I'm left wondering just how Officer Moran will be feeling in say, perhaps, twelve hours.  Decent bit of revenge.

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