To Everything: A Season: To Everything: Love, Loss, Laughter, Life (Book 1)

If you like….
Mystery…. Danger…. Drama…. Romance …. you will like To Everything: A Season, the first installment in a new series by novelist Dr. Herb Marlow.

When Christian psychiatrist Dr. John Harlow returns to Grantsville, Nebraska, his sleepy hometown, he's hoping this homecoming will help him sort through the devastating sorrow of his past few months. Yes, he must settle the affairs of his recently deceased parents, including selling their home, the safest place of his youth. But this process proves easier than finding some sanctuary from his personal pain. Without really planning to do so, he sets up practice in Grantsville, only to find that the accoutrements of big city life have followed him home, including the psychological and spiritual maladies that seem rampant enough wherever you go. By the time he's done, Dr. Harlow has helped restore numerous relationships, solved a murder mystery, and heroically saved more than one life. Yet in the process he's left himself, and those he's recently come to love, at risk from terrorists driven by hatred and revenge at any cost.

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We were sitting back with coffee after a great meal prepared by Alice, the wife of my life-long friend Don Saunders, when Don said, «John, I'd like to talk to you about a cold case in our files.»
«Sure, Don, but I'm not any kind of policeman, you know.»
«No, but you are a rather well-trained psychiatrist, and you understand the human mind. Those are the qualities I'd like to plumb.»
Excusing ourselves, we took our cups of coffee and went into Don's office. When we were seated, the police chief came right to the point. «A year ago your Uncle Mabry Sutton died in his home; you know about that, don't you?»
«Yes, Aunt Rebekah wrote to tell me after it happened. I am planning to go see her tomorrow.»
«Well, we did a thorough investigation, and came up with nothing. At first I thought it might be a suicide, in fact all the surface evidence pointed that way, but as I dug deeper, it looked more like murder. I think you know that Sutton was not exactly a likeable individual. I can name four enemies right now that would have gladly shot him, but they all had ironclad alibis. There are several mysteries that surround the death, and I wonder if you would look over the evidence and apply your psychiatric skills to see if you can come up with some answers.»