The Cookie Caper

by Garrett Digney

 

I’m 42 and miserable. I didn’t count on my badge ruining my life. A police officer gets the bad shifts when his marriage is strong. When he is seasoned enough to get the good shifts it’s too late. The damage is done and half your paycheck is gone. I fought to win her back but the pager always interjected. Anyway I don’t think she ever really loved me. She was broke and alone in the city and I was weak.

My pager acts as my alarm clock. Every morning I find a new chalk outline and crying relatives. I'm not sure what keeps me here. I don't know if seeing other people's tragedies makes mine more bearable but I'll say it does.