A THANKSGIVING MYSTERY
by Hal Charles
“Sally,” a distraught Katheryn Dotson said to her sister as she entered the family room, “Theodore is missing!”
“Are you sure?” said Sally pulling herself up from the cushy recliner.
“When I finished setting the table, I went to the study to retrieve him, and the shelf was empty.”
Theodore was the name they had affectionately given to the porcelain turkey figurine that had been passed down for generations by the Dotsons and served each year as the centerpiece for their Thanksgiving dinner.
The commotion had drawn the attention of Sally’s husband and kids, who had been eagerly awaiting the call to the table since their arrival at Katheryn’s several hours earlier. Although Sally had many times offered to host the annual dinner, Katheryn, who lived
