Today’s word’s flew. And I love what I got — My cop decided that the only way she was going to be able to win the assistance of the people she needs to have help her is to tell them the truth.
Followed by realizing that she CAN’T tell them the truth. It’s too impossible.
All she can do is show them.
So that’s what happened today.
For the snippet though, I’m pulling out something from earlier in the first draft.
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The town itself was lifting my spirits. No one loitered on street corners. There were folks out doing things — but they were moving the way people do in the cold. With purpose. With destinations. It wasn’t a town that would give a cop like me much to do, but I thought it would make a great vacation spot. Go to Grandma’s. Sit on the porch swing for a week in summer and just watch people not being criminals.
And then I felt that chill again.
That certainty that something was wrong — that someone was watching me, and that something big, bad, and potentially deadly was about to go down.
I had the bag slung over my right shoulder.
Was armed, but the gun was under my coat, concealed, and I was going to have to drop the bag to go for it. I was regretting the purchase of two jars of jam in class containers.
I could sense rapid movement across the street — not on the sidewalk, but behind the houses, through back yards, over fences. And then I stopped myself with one simple question.
How? How was I sensing this?
There was no noise.
I could see no movement — and the chain link fence my mind insisted the something that had climbed over had not made the tiniest sound when the person my brain insisted had gone over it moved.
Out loud I said, “Yeah. Definitely need a damn vacation.”
And heard something snicker behind me.
When I turned, of course there was nothing there.
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