a conversation ...
Mom called tonight. Just ... wiped out, honestly. She's tired of the news cycle, tired of the dumpster fire ... and she just needed to vent and needed me to distract her. Can't say I really succeeded. But, I tried.
We got talking about life. All the important stuff. Work. James going back to school. Derby. And she got talking about life back in Vegas and how literally no one she knew back then would have believed she'd end up a Senator.
She told me about this guy she worked with ... and she and Dad never talked about him, but I knew he existed. I knew he'd been shot and killed in the line of duty. But I didn't know details. But she was in that kind of a mood, so I let her talk and she told me how when she was brought onto the team in Vegas, it was to investigate Warrick. Her boss wanted to keep the investigation out of IA's hands, so she was brought in from a different state to do the work. Apparently Vegas had money to burn or something. Anyway. She told me that she knew he was innocent from the moment she laid eyes on the guy, but that a good investigator got to the evidence and let that tell the story and because of that, it took her far too long to trust this guy. And him to trust her.
And then she got really sad. "People don't want evidence at all though, Maddie. Not anymore. And I'm wondering if they ever did ... maybe we should all just go on our guts." Then she got over it and let out a laugh and said she had to go to a meeting and really, she was fine, she just needed to lament into the void.
I know that whatever doesn't kill you makes you stronger, but sometimes I wonder if this administration isn't just going to kill a lot of people who were already pretty strong.
We got talking about life. All the important stuff. Work. James going back to school. Derby. And she got talking about life back in Vegas and how literally no one she knew back then would have believed she'd end up a Senator.
She told me about this guy she worked with ... and she and Dad never talked about him, but I knew he existed. I knew he'd been shot and killed in the line of duty. But I didn't know details. But she was in that kind of a mood, so I let her talk and she told me how when she was brought onto the team in Vegas, it was to investigate Warrick. Her boss wanted to keep the investigation out of IA's hands, so she was brought in from a different state to do the work. Apparently Vegas had money to burn or something. Anyway. She told me that she knew he was innocent from the moment she laid eyes on the guy, but that a good investigator got to the evidence and let that tell the story and because of that, it took her far too long to trust this guy. And him to trust her.
And then she got really sad. "People don't want evidence at all though, Maddie. Not anymore. And I'm wondering if they ever did ... maybe we should all just go on our guts." Then she got over it and let out a laugh and said she had to go to a meeting and really, she was fine, she just needed to lament into the void.
I know that whatever doesn't kill you makes you stronger, but sometimes I wonder if this administration isn't just going to kill a lot of people who were already pretty strong.