LIZZIE SENSED SOMETHING was off right after she got clocked in and made her way to her desk. She glanced over at David and saw him on the phone, talking quietly. He looked happy and sad at the same time, and her concern grew.
Well, he knows I’m here if he wants to talk, she reminded herself. He’s listened to me vent enough over the years, and he knows I’ll return the favor.
She busied herself at the coffeepot to give him some space, and once the freshly brewed nectar had the right amount of sugar and creamer in it she settled down to close out two case reports they’d wrapped up the previous night – a hit and run and a burglary.
She chuckled as she typed up the burglary report – a teenager caught stealing gasoline from parked cars in his neighborhood.
Thing is, he wasn’t that bright abo
