"Get back in the house"
There are times in the late afternoon when I struggle to keep my eyes open. Working from home, it's not uncommon for me to succumb to this feeling and take a caffeine power nap. I drink a cup of coffee or a soda, set the phone timer for 20 minutes, sit back and close the eyes. By the time the alarm goes off, the caffeine kicks in and I'm ready to power through the evening.
I am 10 minutes into my routine when I hear the helicopter. It's not unusual for a police helicopter or a hospital transport to fly overhead, but this one sounds different. For one thing, it sounds like it's on top of my house. For another thing, I am trying to sleep.
Once the idea of a helicopter on my house is in my head, the nap is ruined. I get up, feeling a little groggy and try looking for the source of the noise. I can't see it through the front room windows, so I decide to go out to the front yard. I left my glasses on the desk, and I'm not fully awake, but I can see my neighbor's minivan in her driveway, doors wide open, which is weird. I can hear the helicopter much better now and see it in the sky behind the big Linden tree in my front yard. It can't be more than 100 feet off the ground near the end of my block, about 7 or 8 houses away. I can almost feel the wind from the blades.
I continue out to the street so I can get out from under the tree blocking my view. Down the block I see what looks like four police cruisers, lights flashing, and notice a few officers wandering the street. I turn around to see if there's anything on the other end of the block and for the first time, notice an officer standing no more than 40 feet away from me in the middle of the road. Even without my glasses on, I can see a look on his face that says, what are you doing?!?
I stick my hand up to wave and he points at my front door, "Get back in the house," he says. Well, it's more like yelling.
Seems that a high speed chase has just ended at the corner and the suspect ran away. No one is asking, but I haven't seen him.
Yet.
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