By Michael Hopkins
One soft lonely evening, as he stood in the doorway looking out over the city, he hoped that the night would not be eventful. "Too many things happen in this big ol' city" He thought. He had been on the police force for 20 years and had seen way too many crazy things. Way too many.
He took one last sip of his coffee. Put some change down for the tip and went out.
4 comments:
The cop is batman, isn't he.
Great play on words, Michael.
Pretty impressive for a cop out
I was too wrapped up in the gritty crime drama to notice the play on words.
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