“You come by here saying you arrested my son for murder and then you ask about my parking tickets? You must be out of your mind!”
“Well I just figured, since I was here you know…”
I could see that this woman had been through enough for one day and so I backed away, feeling stupid for even mentioning the damn parking tickets.
And it wasn’t until I was back in the police car that I realized I had meant to tell the woman that her son hadn’t been arrested for murder, he had been the victim of murder.
“Maybe I’ll just leave a note,” I thought.
