Hypocrite…new writing, unedited, incomplete…

Lilly waited for me by the car. Her arms were crossed, her body language screamed tense. I walked past her and got into the driver’s seat. She sat down in the passenger seat and stared out the window. 

I started the car and backed up. Lilly looked at me when we entered the town limits.

“Tell me something, Konan. What does Yvonne Strauss have that I don’t?”

“A country club? A massive fortune? What are you asking, Lilly?”

“Earlier, you and Chief Janko were falling all over yourselves when she was at the department. Now, you’re falling all over yourself after going to investigate her. What does she have that I don’t?”

“She doesn’t have anything you don’t, Lilly. You’re a beautiful woman, so is Yvonne. You’re just insecure. Yvonne is all soft curves and bad attitude. She goes after what she wants. You’re an accomplished woman, Lilly. You should act like it.”

Lilly said nothing and stared out the passenger window again. She uncrossed her arms and leaned her head against the door jam. I guided the car into a parking spot close to the main door of the parking garage.

We walked together to the murder room and sat at our desk. I looked at my watch, it was 630 p.m. 

“I have somewhere I need to be, Lilly. I’ll catch up with you tomorrow.”

She nodded but stayed silent. I walked to my truck and drove to my mobile home. I had no ‘formal clothing’, but I did still have my dress uniform from my military days. After a quick shower, I dressed in my green Class A’s. 

I checked to make sure my ribbons were straight, and then pulled on my black shoes and tied my tie. Satisfied with my appearance, I walked out and got into my truck. On my way to the country club, I turned and drove to Lilly’s apartment. 

She lived in a two-bedroom apartment that sat in a quiet part of town. I walked to her apartment, if I remembered correctly, it was apartment 331a, and knocked on the door. Soft footsteps made their way to the door. Lilly opened the door, her eyes large in surprise. 

“Um, wow, Konan. What brought you here?”

“We need to talk. I thought now might be a good time for it.”

“Come in, I was feeding Gareth.”


Lilly’s apartment was furnished with a few pieces of furniture. A cedar desk was centered in the bedroom. The desk held an old desktop tower, and an old-school monitor. A few books were stacked next to it. 

Gareth, now a year old, sat in his highchair and ate his vegetables. Like his mother, he had dark brown hair, and big brown eyes. He looked at me, and I stared back. “What am I doing here,” I thought to myself.

Lilly sat down next to me on the couch, and I met her eyes. 

“I don’t think I have ever seen you in your uniform before,” she said quietly.

“I don’t wear it often. I thought if anyone would see me in it, it would be you. It should be you.”

“You look very nice. Yvonne would appreciate it.”

“I didn’t do it for, Yvonne. My heart doesn’t belong to her. There’s only one woman who captured my heart.”

“I’ve made so many mistakes, Konan. I’m damaged goods…”

“Not to me you’re not. I don’t want anyone else, Lilly.”

“I have Gareth. I’m not able to have a ‘normal’ relationship. I..”

“Since when have we been normal? I want you, and I know you want me to. We can make this work. However, if you don’t want to try, then so be it.”

“We can try, but you know if things go sour between us, we may not be able to repair it.”

“Yeah. So, we better make sure we give it our all.”

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