I wrote a story just as it came to my mind once again and can tell, that it does far more to relax me than what I did in the last months. As a consequ...ence, I will not post anymore in the foreseeable future and go back to write just to relax without self-inflicted pressure that it needs to get likes and such. Effect immediate, all my stories are on hiatus. My girlfriend will be the only one getting my stories from now. As it was in the beginning.First part of this story is a normal guy falling. ." Save it," she said, putting her shopping bag on the kitchen counter. She was smiling and holding back laughter. "Don't mind me; go right ahead and finish what you're doing. Though I'd appreciate it if you'd clean the sofa afterward."She was about to go to her room when she noticed the type of film I was watching. The two girls were cuddling in each other's arms when she picked up the jewel case and read it."On second thought..." she began, "... maybe I'll join you."It might be worth. Deborah” she said. He looked up from the flat tire and said gruffly.. “yeah how are ya? I’m Eddie.” She started to tell him how she came home and found her husband banging her best friend and neighbor in their bed. She left in the clothes she worked in last night. Grabbing nothing, not even make-up or money. She told him she had no where to go. She was a transplant from Wisconsin , all her family was out there. Her tale of betrayal hit home. He felt the old anger and sadness well. Mother was dubious, but Dad thought that it was a great idea. He knew some policemen, so he could introduce me. Dad would set up the first meeting for the first day after school was out for the summer. After that, it was up to me. I was so excited over the prospect, I had trouble going to sleep that night.I had my first meeting with Det. Jones on the following Thursday. At first, he was very condescending, but got over that pretty soon. I asked him what sort of felonies were committed in towns.