The cop said, “Stay right there, I am going to get a Detective from Homicide.”

Kelsi shrugged and pulled a banana out of her purse as the cop walked through a door behind his desk.

About five minutes later the cop walks back through the door followed by a large man wearing an ill fitting grey suit.

A moment before the detective yelled, I saw Kelsi’s eyes open wide. “Kelsi Standoz! You had better not have come here to waste more of my time. I do not have the patience for any more of your B.S.”

I had no idea what was going on and it was apparent from the cops’ expression that he didn’t either. He said “You know this girl detective?”

“Know her,” the detective sneered, “this is the girl that was in here 3 weeks ago reporting a murder she had witnessed. It turns out that the murderer was a 3 year old girl who was pulling grapes off the vine in the produce section of that Food Mart down on 3rd and Market. She was hysterical that many of the grapes were going to die.”