Always something,  Imogen Howe thought. Life never gave her a smooth day.

She began to giggle. Finally realized what that saying meant. "Give me a break!"

She couldn't stop the giggling. Wished Keith was there to see her now. "I finally get it!" she would tell him. "What?" he would say with...

Imogen Howe left feeling good.  While she drove she smiled actually the fist time since Keith went missing. Alan still had no idea, although they didn’t really speak so what would he. 

She looked down at her hands on the wheel. She liked them without the ring. Habit kept her...

“Something with everything doesn’t feel right.”

 With this the detective pulled the car into a bank. There was a sign in the door that said be back in thirty minutes. 

In the parking lot there was one other car, a grey one with spots of rust and a man inside....

"Excuse me, miss."

Damn Elena thought. The  podcast was getting to an interesting point. She would need to resume a few minutes before. To get the whole thing setup again. You couldn't just stop and resume at the same spot. Conversations built up to a crescendo. Climaxed.

But she was at work....