I’m reblogging this post from Writing Wranglers and Warriors. It is written by Author Mike Staton, former news reporter. The incidents he encountered and wrote about in his newspaper days were interesting. Give this a read and see if you don’t agree!
She sat in the chair at the last table in the detective bureau. Her hands shook as she raised a hamburger to her mouth. No, that’s not exactly accurate. Her whole body shook, as if she’d been on the cusp of a seizure. Except she wasn’t having one. She was in the custody of the Lancaster Police Department for shooting and killing her boyfriend.
It’s been 35 years since I walked into the bureau and saw that terrified girl, alone in the back of the room, trying to eat a bland hamburger. I don’t remember her name. I don’t even remember her hair color or the exact clothes she wore. But I do recall she was pretty with long hair and long legs; it must have been the summertime… she wore tight jeans and a revealing top, but I can’t tell you the type of…
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