Detective Soyla Florentin's first case looked simple enough - until it fizzled into thin air. Who had stolen a painting from Spruce Manor, only to throw it away? There had to be more to the story, but the only person who knew the identity of the thief had vanished. Nine months later a mysterious letter is found in the library of Spruce Manor. A few days later the thief returns.
Susanna Krizo has been writing since 2009. "The Mystery of M" is her first mystery and the first book in the "Detective Florentin Mysteries" series. Krizo enjoys painting and gardening when not writing, which isn't often.
I sat so merry in my abode
Loving hands around me
I dreamt of such glorious days
One day i would see
I remember the day I left
My room
I closed the door behind me
One quick look again
Then walked away
The room which would always remind me
The glorious days I had dreamt
I did merrily spent
How little did I then know
Life turns on a dime
My room is now not as it was
When I closed the door
Behind me
My room now is a prison
But not how one would invision
It is one of sorrow and grief
Sadness burns into the bare walls
I catch my breath
And weep
Why did thou'st doth betray?
The room which once embraced me
I ask with riddled heart
Jagged and torn
Which wicked riddles have I thus sought?
I sit still
I am now my room
No dreams as once before
I age before my open door
In my room long ago
I sat merrily in my loving abode
Loving hands did hold me
All gone
My room and myself
Now one
Two thrust to be together
Forever
Alone