Coffee

“Can I have a coffee?” she asked the policeman, but he ignored her. “State your name for the record” policeman spoke in a thorough voice “Stacy. Stacy Kruger.” “Okay Stacy, start from the beginning” he clicked the end of the pen and opened his notebook. Stacy exhaled her breath and slowly inhaled it back. Her hands stopped sweating and she tried to calm herself. In … Continue reading Coffee