Got logged out weeks ago and forgot my password and Gary said he wouldn't log me back in unless I moved to something called Threads which seems exactly like this but anyway I moved there. https://t.co/xzWV8eTMDb
“I want to be with you. If that means leaving Question Mark, then I can try to do that.” And she put her arms around me and in that moment I was more scared than I’d ever been. Because if I was not a cop in Question Mark, who and what would I be?
Ms. Holly Peterson and I were going to the sing-a-long at the Lost Lake Drive-In but before we even left, she said we needed to talk. She looked at me and said how much she enjoyed spending time with me but it felt strange if we both imagined different things for our futures.
I took her hand and said, “But Ms. Peterson–Holly–you make me a better person. You make me think things about poetry and music and sadness that I have never thought before.” And before I knew what I was saying, I looked at her and said...
He said, “Good morning, officer. Nice to see you again,” and laughed and then the blue pick-up pulled out with a screech. I felt my hands shaking on the steering wheel. And I did not think I could just walk away now. Whatever was going to happen, maybe I have to see it through.
I was driving around on patrol this morning and pulled into the Question Mart and saw Titus Towns, sitting in the passenger seat of his brother’s pick-up, smoking. Everything came back to me from his arrest, all at once. He stared at me and then smiled.
And then he said more than anything he just wanted someone to tell him everything would be all okay. And I said, to be honest, I kept waiting for the same thing to happen too.
And he nodded and took my hand and it felt like both of us were trying to convince the other.
The kids were sent home from school because of things going screwy with time. I found Gary in his room under the covers and asked if he was okay. He asked when things would finally go back to normal. He said ever since Beth left it felt like nothing made sense.
I sat on the corner of his bed and put my hand on his foot and told him I felt the exact same way. And I told him it was probably okay to feel that way because everything was pretty scary right now.
And then my dad pulled up in his squad car and I climbed in, and that feeling of being safe, being close to him, and all at once it was gone, and kids were screaming because I had driven up on the curb.
I was on patrol around 3:00, driving past the school when there was a weird flash of light and for a second everything went white and I had to pull over and for a second I thought I saw myself as a kid, waiting in front of school for my dad.
And then someone yelled Bingo and it felt like my heart was breaking.
Because the best thing in my life felt like it was coming to an end and I also because it turned out I'd had Bingo but hadn't noticed.
I met Ms. Holly Peterson at Bingo tonight and in between games I looked over at her and smiled and she smiled back and then I did a dumb thing and told her how I was feeling, which is, in my experience, almost always the wrong move.
I told her that I did not know if I could leave Question Mark, not now, not ever, because I was scared of having to start over somewhere else. And then I asked her if maybe she would consider staying and she took a deep breath and said she would have to think about it.