Detectives were dispatched to the home of a missing person.
The junior detective was young and eager.
Briefly
perusing the missing man's home, he noticed no signs of an altercation.
"My husband's suitcase and clothes are gone!" his wife cried. Leaning
deep into the junior detective's chest, the young woman sobbed.
"My husband's been so unhappy after losing his job, and with his responsibilities as a provider!"
The junior detective consoled her, breaking away only long enough to jot in his notebook that the man had deserted his wife.
The senior detective was an older and slower man.
He looked closely at the woman's face, and asked, "Where do you think your husband is now?"
For
an instant, as he watched her eyes dart toward the backyard, the
detective felt a deep chill. Then the woman looked down at her feet,
sobbed, and cried, "He's just vanished...oh, we loved each other so
much!"
The senior detective walked into the kitchen for a glass of
water, and, as he drank it, stared out the back window into the dark
backyard.
"'Loved,' not 'love,'" he murmured.
In the bedroom, he
confirmed the man's clothes and suitcase were missing.But in the
bathroom, two toothbrushes still lay on the sink.
When next he
returned, with a search warrant, the senior detective found the missing
husband and his suitcase of clothes, spread beneath a bed of newly
planted roses in the backyard.
Thus, emotions must be clues -- and you a detective.
August 16, 2014, excerpt from The Parables of Reason © 2007-2014 (Chapter 3, "Emotion's Mastery"), by Frank H. Burton, Executive Director, The Circle of Reason
Aphorism of the Week
To win a rational argument by evoking emotional irrationality is a sadly pyrhhic victory.
Dedicated to "T'Pring," Star Trek actress Arlene Martel.
Sunday, August 24, 2014
The Literal, The Intuitive
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