One more sleepless night
Everything was perfect. The a/c was working. I had worked till about 8:30 PM. I ate tomatoes with olive oil and salt and some crackers and had a glass of wine. I was ready for bed. I wrote one last email to T. I shut everything down and went to my bed. I read. I went to sleep. THEN at 3AM my doorbell rang and scared the life out of me. I got up. My alarm was on. Should I go to the door or not? My house is a glass house – there is no approaching the door without whoever seeing me. The doorbell rang again. I turned the light on, then off. I called the police and told them that I was only calling because of all the crime in the hood recently and then I said I am going back to bed and have my alarm on so I feel okay but if they could drive by that would be great. I lay in bed. Couldn’t sleep so answered work emails. My phone rang – the police wanted a description. The dispatcher said they were outside my door right now. I got up and went out and there were five police cars with lights on circling my house. Five policemen with flashlights in front and on the side of my house. “Footprints,” one said, directing the beam to the front porch and the large sized print. I thanked them and came back in. In bed, I heard them out there, talking, then laughing, then one pulling off, the rest still there talking. I went to sleep.