The Police Lieutenant’s 1st Wife's Premonition

[Brad Rose]

Although he left me three years ago for that little “cat burglar” in blue, down at the 23^rd precinct---man, I didn't see that one coming---I still love him.

 

Haven’t received the phone call yet, but tonight, I know—I just know.

 

He used to joke about it; said we all’d  get hit by the final “party train,”  sooner or later.  “The party train,” he called it, like death was some kind of steam engine decked out in pink streamers and glittering mirror balls as it hurtled high on two steel rails, straight through your heart.

 

I wonder if that little cop-wife of his will even bother to call me?  

 

Probably not.

[Gita]

I love the derision that drips from "that little cop-wife of his."

[Sandra Davies]

Sooo satisfying.

[Joey Delgado]

Haha! I love mirror balls anywhere!!

[Brad Rose]

Thanks Joey.  I love pink streamers.  On the handle bars of bicycles, of course.

[Joey Delgado]

Death compared to a steam engine 'decked out in pink streamers and mirror balls' is just plain cool. This could be expanded into a book and you'd best be damn sure I'll be there to buy a hardback 1st edition.

[Angela]

Great story.  I don't know how cops' wives (and ex's, too) stand seeing them go to work every day.

[Brad Rose]

Thanks, very much Mike.  Somehow this character felt very very palpable to me.  

[Mike Handley]

Fabulous third sentence, Brad. Fabulous.