The Black Journal (The Boardwalk, Morning Run, Stretching By The Car)
Friday, 7:14 A.M
Sarah! Hey, Sarah…wait up!
How? I thought you were still in Texas?
I am. Well, I’m still there that is. I’m only back for a few days, one of Charlie’s college friends is getting married. Our plane touched down maybe an hour ago, and knowing you’re still a creature of habit, I knew right where to find you.
Wow, that’s great!
I can’t believe you’re here. I’m so happy right now.
You OK, Sarah?
Ahh, I’m happy I’m here too, sweetie. But why the tears? Is everything alright?
What happened? What’s wrong?
My new homicide assignment.
Jess, it was Kevin…my Kevin.
Oh my God, Sarah, come here.
I don’t understand. Who would want to kill Kevin?
I’ve been asking myself that same question over and over since seeing the crime scene yesterday. It kept me awake for most of the night, I barely slept.
Wow, Sarah. That’s crazy.
No wonder you’re so upset.
I can’t remember the last time I seen you this shaken up.
You sure you should take this case? Seems a little close to home to me.
Yeah, I’m sure.
I have to. This is a big opportunity for me, for my career.
Besides, I need to find this killer, get them off the street, find them for Kevin.
Someone has to answer for this sick crime.
Look, let’s forget the rest of the run. Why don’t we go grab a coffee or breakfast? I have until noon before the wedding rehearsal stuff starts.
That sounds lovely, but I really have to make into the office. Uncle Ethan’s probably at the station already. By the way, we’ve been partnered on this. Shall I tell him you said hello?
Ethan? That sexy brother-in-law cop of yours? Well, that makes me feel better already knowing he’ll be watching over you. Hmm, the crush I had on him back in high school. Does he still wear his hair that way? With the slight curl over his left brow?
Gross, Jess. Gross back then, gross right now.
And, yes, yes he does.
Listen, I can take care of myself, thank you very much.
Shit, I really should get going.
I hate that I have to leave you.
Promise you’ll shoot me a message before you leave, maybe we can get a chance to see each other before you go back.
I promise, Sarah, and don’t worry about it.
You’ve got a killer to catch, I’m just glad you’re feeling better.
Now, race you to the car…