New Job, New Me
New town.
New me.
New Future.
No need to worry or panic or have a breakdown.
It's fine.
I'm fine.
I got this.
Probably.
Maybe not.
Nevermind.
"Hello...earth to Sheriff Jones. Anyone in there"
A hand is waved in my face as I'm brought back to reality. "Sorry Officer Crawley. I was in my own world. What was it that you were saying again?" I asked politely. Zoning our has become more frequent of late. Stress probably.
"I was saying that there's been another incident. Down by the lake. There's another body and were expected down there soon. Can I take Officer Nicholson and Officer Parks to investigate?"
"Yes, of course just be back for this evenings briefing. Oh and take Officer Sullivan too. We can't afford to have another incident so the more eyes we have on the scene the more likely we are to figure this mystery out sooner."
"Really, Officer Sullivan, the rookie? I don't want to step out of line Sheriff but seriously that woman can't do anything. She's better at making us boys coffee than looking for evidence. She'll slow is down. You can't be serious?"
"Officer Sullivan has as much right to be on this case as any other officer. Now Crawley, if you're truly that bothered about Sullivan then I'll take you off the case."
"Hey now come on. I never said I wanted off the case. I'll deal with the rookie for now."
"Good. Now get down to the lake and get as much evidence as you can and then we'll go back down in the morning." He truly was infuriating.
As he's leaving I hear him mutter 'Who the hell decided to hire a woman Sheriff. I was next in line for the job.' before he slams the door shut. What an asshole.
Ring! Ring!
"Hello. Sheriff Jones, how can I help. Yes. Okay. Absolutely, I'm on my way."
Okay, okay. Pause. Let's rewind a little before we get into the action. Remember this moment though because Officer Crawley is a handful.
Alright here we go.
I'm Calliope Jones, formerly Tallulah Jackson, formerly Lilly Smog, formerly blah blah blah. That doesn't matter right now. What matters is I'm the new Sheriff in a place called Jericho. Lovely little town, but rife with ignorant people. Mostly. You do find the odd one or two every now and again but it's not enough to change my view on this town.
I'm what you'd call an 'outcast' I guess. That's the terminology they use here, very backwards. Anyway, I'm an Enchantress, sure nobody knows, but it's not like I'm ashamed of who I am, more cautious of others. I like to keep this private but in this town it seems I have no choice but to hide. I guess it'll give me a break from... Well it will be like a holiday.
I guess you're wondering why I'm talking to you, yes you. I know you're there. Reading what I've said. It's alright, a little creepy but fine.
If you're still here then let me take you on my journey, as I experience first hand what Jericho is like. We can experience it for the first time together. I'll talk to you a lot, so that's fun. Anyway, I have to go. Work calls...