Josiah
opened his fridge and pulled out a beer.
Twisting off the cap, he took a long swig.
Today’s
bust had been harsh. Misinformation had
nearly gotten Ezra and JD killed. An
innocent girl had gotten killed when a young punk shot her point blank in his
haste to flee the scene. Buck had gone
home with his arm in a sling – a result of a bullet taken in the bust. Chris was madder than hell about the
deliberate misdirection. It had just
been too close this time.
Josiah
sat down and turned on the TV, flipping aimlessly through the channels before
turning it off and heading to his stereo.
Maybe some soothing music could soothe his nerves.
//There
are places I’ll remember
All
my life though some have changed
Some
forever not for better
Some
have gone and some remain
All
these places have their moments
With
lovers and friends I still can recall
Some
are dead and some are living
In
my life I’ve loved them all//
He
took another draw on his beer. He’d
lost friends before, in ‘Nam. Good
friends. He’d seen a lot with and
without his father.
//But
of all these friends and lovers
There
is no one compares with you
And
these memories lose their meaning
When
I think of love as something new
Though
I know I’ll never lose affection
For
people and things that went before
I
know I’ll often stop and think about them
In
my life I love you more//
He
though of the good times spent with Team Seven. The relaxed, familial atmosphere when they were in the office or
off-duty. The memories brought a smile
to his face.
//Though
I know I’ll never lose affection
For
people and things that went before
I
know I’ll often stop and think about them
In
my life I love you more
In
my life I love you more//
Josiah
finished his beer and threw away the bottle.
Of all the pains and sorrows caused by his job, he knew he’d never
relinquish it for the world. He had
friends here…family. They were safe and
alive.
Turning
off the stereo, he trudged off to bed.
The
end.