Searching (Blogophilia 6.8)
As all the lonely people did their safety dance up the hill, the Detectives looked on. As they watched the parade, the victim’s Mother started screaming obscenities after being stepped in the rush. At the laundry room, the uniform officers split the herd in two, to keep the driveway clear. As the motion stopped, everyone settled down a bit. There were complaints in six languages were continually fired at the police and fireman. All they could do was stand along the safe line and keep everyone back. Media trucks lined up like soldiers down Graves Rd. All the up and coming reporters spent their time either on camera saying nothing with a lot of words or angling for any scrap of news they could find. Helicopters droned like bees overhead. The circus was only missing the Ringmaster. Captain Hudgins grudgingly took on that role. Only he was as silent as a statue. No sense giving any information when there really wasn’t anything confirmed. Two canine uni...