Way to go bast!!! Best wishes as the new moderator!
TBJ, 100 words.
The news had muffled the building. Tracey was prepared to swear she could hear the clock on the wall ticking, or her own heartbeat deep beneath her suit. Nobody wanted to talk, and even the phones managed to keep a respectful silence.
Salazar arrived at mid-day, handed in the report they’d been working on, started out without a word.
“You OK?” Tracey asked.
“Yeah, just….I can’t stop thinking, he was the first.”
She frowned. “First what, Hector?”
The young man froze at the door. “First partner I ever lost. They say that’s the hardest. Guess I know what they mean.”