Short comical narrative I wrote The detective's heels clicked on the cement steps as he approached the door. The deputy ducked under the police line behind him. He knocked and the door was slowly opened by the woman. The blue and red lights were reflected in her wet eyes. ""Mrs. Johnson?"" He asked. ""Yes. . . ?"" The woman replies. ""Detective White."" He held up his polished badge. ""Oh, come in."" She stepped aside. Several officers standing in the kitchen nodded to the detective as he entere…