Hush, Someone’s Here

“Someone’s dead,” the officer said flatly.

“Someone’s dead? What’s that got to do with me?”

I asked, puzzled, rattling my handcuffs.

“Your dad’s been dead for three months. You didn’t know?”

He rolled his eyes and looked at me with contempt.

I was furious. “Are you crazy? You can’t just come up to me and say my dad’s dead! And then handcuff me! He cooked for me just yesterday!”

Suddenly, I frowned...