Confession by Gary Whitmore

that would be a good start as the town was quiet in the evenings.   Jimmy loved driving the squad car around town with a Lucky Strike dangling from his lips.  He thought he was so cool.
     
    So it was a Tuesday night and Jimmy sat behind his desk reading his current issue of his True Detective magazine.   His stomach growled and he glanced at his watch.  He set the magazine down and decided to head out and get some dinner at his favorite place.
    He left the department and decided to drive around town to see if there was anybody he could arrest.
    Jimmy sat behind the wheel of the squad car and he felt like he was on top of the world and power.
    He drove down Main Street and spotted Fran while parked her daddy’s Ford Victoria by the fire hydrant near the front of Woolworths.
    He drove down the street and glanced out his car door window and saw Fran get out of her car and rush into Woolworth’s.
    He made a U-turn in the street and headed back to Woolworth.  He parked his car behind Fran’s car.
     
    Once Jimmy entered Woolworth’s he spotted Fran walking through the aisles heading to the food counter.
    He walked through the aisles after Fran and stopped a safe distance when he spotted in her waitress uniform Judy standing behind the food counter giving an old man his Salisbury steak dinner. 
    He saw Fran walk over with her left hand behind her back and sat at one of the stools at the counter.
    He hid behind an aisle of feminine products so he could eavesdrop on the girls.
    Judy looked to her right and saw Fran.  She motioned that she would down be there in a second.
    Fran sat on the stool with her left hand behind her back and looked anxious.
    After Judy was done with that old man, she walked over to Fran.
    “Want a milkshake?” asked Judy.
    “No, I’m here to share some exciting news.”
    “What exciting news?” Judy asked not having a clue and wondered why Fran sat at the counter with her left hand behind her back.
    Jimmy craned his neck over some boxes of Tampons to see what Fran wanted to show them. 
    Fran whipped her left hand out from behind her back.  She flashed her hand at Judy to show off her diamond engagement ring.
    “Ahhhh!” yelled out Judy at the sight of Fran’s diamond ring.
    The old man down at the other end of the counter glanced over to his left at the girls wondering why Judy yelled.  He shrugged it off and continued eating his Salisbury steak dinner.
    “When’s the wedding?”
    “Ralph wants to get married next week.  He went to Tuscaloosa and enlisted in the Navy.  He leaves in two weeks for basic training at the Great Lakes north of Chicago.”
    “Ah, are you going to move?” asked Judy and she looked worried with the answer.
    “Yes.  My Aunt Sue lives in Chicago and I’m going to live with her until Ralph gets out of basic.  I have to get out of this town.”
    “I know.  I can’t believe Sheriff Damon made Jimmy Nalla a deputy.  He’s such a loser,” said Judy.
    “Another reason I want to leave.  That creep has been wanting me for years and the thought of that makes my skin crawl,” said Fran and her body shivered at the thought of Jimmy.
    Jimmy looked pissed and walked away from that aisle.
     
    Jimmy walked out of Woolworth’s and that memory of that mean trick down at the lake started to make his blood boil.
    He looked at Fran’s Victoria for a few seconds.  He thought about giving her a ticket for parking by the fire hydrant for a few seconds.   “Naw.  She would know that I was here,” he quietly muttered to himself.  Then he got an idea.  He looked up and down the street.  Nobody was in sight.  He looked across the street.  He looked back at Woolworth’s and nobody was in the store that could see him outside.  He felt it was safe so he walked
    He got a smirk while he walked to the rear of the Ford Victoria.  He looked around the area again and felt safe that nobody would see him.  He removed his nightclub and smacked the right rear