The Sock Puppet That Came In From The Cold (Part 2)

Part 2 of 3: Elsewhere in the city that night, a party was being held: in the police station of all places. But not everyone attending was filled with Christmas cheer. Officer Peter Gumption had rather more worrisome thoughts on his mind. He sat nursing them limply on the couch. An attractive blonde twenty-something sat on the arm-rest beside him. “You haven’t touched your eggnog, Peter,” said Sally, Peter’s fellow officer and date. “You can have it,” he said, passing her the tumbler. “I want to stay alert. Besides, my stomach …” Read more