"Fear is static that prevents me from hearing myself." - Samuel Butler

I've been back on the force for two months and one day. I can't find much to complain about. A lot changes in two years. I'm working in a different department, with a new partner. Some people have moved around: been promoted, transferred out, or even retired. Then there's all the little things. But essentially the job is the same. Show up in the morning, close the case, go home at night, do it all again tomorrow.

( People ask me if I'm afraid. They mean am I afraid that what happened to my husband might happen to me. )