After Returning a Lost Wallet From My Mechanic Shop a Sheriff Came Looking for Me

bed and slept the long, complete sleep of someone who has resolved something.

The knocking started at seven-thirty the next morning.

I was in the thick middle of sleep, the good deep kind that had been rare enough lately to feel like a small gift, and the sound pulled me up through it in stages, first as part of a dissolving dream and then as something continue reading …