Miracle Of Death: A Crime Mystery Short Story

By Connor Whiteley

A Dead Wife. A Grieving Husband. A Strange Sighting.

Tom Hutchingson communes with the dead. He experiences emotional agony. Tom hears a knock at the door.

Tom's secrets risk revealing themselves.

A twisted, gripping, dark crime story about love, obsession and death. An extremely unique story by bestselling writer Connor Whiteley.

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• Language: English
• Publisher: CGD Publishing
• Release date: Apr 1, 2023
• ISBN: 9798215713358

Connor Whiteley

Hello, I'm Connor Whiteley, I am an 18-year-old who loves to write creatively, and I wrote my Brownsea trilogy when I was 14 years old after I went to Brownsea Island on a scout camp. At the camp, I started to think about how all the broken tiles and pottery got there and somehow a trilogy got created.Moreover, I love writing fantasy and sci-fi novels because you’re only limited by your imagination.In addition, I'm was an Explorer Scout and I love camping, sailing and other outdoor activities as well as cooking.Furthermore, I do quite a bit of charity work as well. For example: in early 2018 I was a part of a youth panel which was involved in creating a report with research to try and get government funding for organised youth groups and through this panel. I was invited to Prince Charles’ 70th birthday party and how some of us got in the royal photograph.Finally, I am going to university and I hope to get my doctorate in clinical psychology in a few years.

Book preview

MIRACLE OF DEATH

There are moments in this world that seem strange, awful and just sometimes magical. Like two things that shouldn’t be and should not happen under any circumstances, just happens and it seems so right. That was what was happening in a little London flat tonight where Tom Hutching, a grieving husband, was in his little London apartment, emotional agony being thrusted upon him and he was in wonderful communion with the dead.

The only light that dared to illuminate the little living room with nothing more than a TV, an armchair and a large three-seater sofa in it, was the light spewing out of the TV itself. There was no other light or love or anything warming that dared to enter the sad little room. Tom curled himself up in the armchair, wearing nothing but a thin blue dressing gown, and simply stared at the wonderful TV as he watched ancient videos that him and his wife had recorded on their phones