By Laurie Lynn Drummond
This riveting debut choice of brief fiction approximately girls police officers comes from the author's real–life event as a Baton Rouge police officer. In a completely clean and targeted voice, those tales show the humanity, compassion, humour, tragedy and redemption hidden in the back of the "blue wall." whatever you are saying Can and may Be Used opposed to You centres at the lives of 5 girl law enforcement officials. every one woman's story–like each one name in a police officer's day–varies in its specified drama, yet all of the stories remove darkness from the tenuous line among lifestyles and demise, violence and regulate, melancholy and salvation. as the tales come from the author's personal adventure, they open a curtain at the fact in the back of the job–how officials are proficient to accommodate the scent of dying, how violence clings to a criminal offense scene lengthy after the crime is devoted, how the police ascertain while to interact in or diffuse violence, why a few humans make it from the academy to the strength and a few do not, and the entire friendships, romances, and dramas that take place alongside the way in which. It illuminates not just how officials believe whereas they're in uniform, retaining their weapons, but in addition what they think once they cross domestic and placed these weapons apart.
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There is no sound, for the sound is the absence of sound. A deep, waiting silence. Everyone is outside, somewhere else. Perhaps my mother is in the garden, standing near the wisteria or picking cucum bers under the living Christmas tree we planted when I was seven; my father is raking leaves in his khaki pants and white V-necked Tshirt; my brother is not yet born, or he’s in my mother’s womb wait ing for the world, or perhaps he has arrived and toddles near my father, mimicking the sweep of the rake through the summer, winter, fall, spring leaves.
I don’t remember what I said to him. What I always said, I sup pose: We got a call, neighbors are concerned, can we come in and talk, we’re just here to help. His face didn’t even twitch. He just looked at me with those eyes, his inner eyebrows raised slightly, and my dread deepened. “Could you step away from the door, sir. ” No response. I was vaguely aware of Sarah speaking into the portable radio, asking for backup in a low but urgent whisper. I wasn’t sure how we’d all fit or where, but more officers seemed like a good idea.
His dirtyblond hair was shoulder-length, his eyes flat. Behind him, against the far wall, a woman with long, black hair paced back and forth. Her face was puffy and bleeding, her expression crimped with fear. I don’t remember what I said to him. What I always said, I sup pose: We got a call, neighbors are concerned, can we come in and talk, we’re just here to help. His face didn’t even twitch. He just looked at me with those eyes, his inner eyebrows raised slightly, and my dread deepened. “Could you step away from the door, sir.