A police officer knocked at our door over an hour ago. Through our black steel security door, he asked the Husband questions about recent events on our street.
Ten minutes before the officer's knock, the Husband came upstairs to tell me that he hadn't notice the heavy traffic on our street before. (He had been sitting in the kitchen doing the bills.) I shrugged and said, "Sounds normal."
The Husband told the officer about the traffic and a police cruiser going by, but there weren't any sirens. The Husband didn't realize he was talking to a law enforcement officer until he asked, "Do you live nearby?" That's when the officer mentioned the police was pursuing a suspect in the area. And, that's when the Husband noticed the officer's badge.
When I heard about the pursuit (the Husband didn't mention any police cars to me), I knew then that the Husband was most likely seeing a lot more than the normal number of cars zipping by. I'm glad to know that the Husband is paying attention to what happening in our neighborhood. He gets a pass for not noting the law enforcement badge, as it's difficult with our mature eyes to see details through the security door. If the Husband had seen the badge, then I'm sure he would've opened the door and talked with the officer in plain view.
I love the Husband's response to the officer's question about noticing anything strange. Said the Husband, "No. I'm just sitting in here minding my own business."
The officer told us that the suspect was caught on the next block over. He also let us know that the bougainvillea vine (except he call it a rose) had ensnared him (my word, not the officer's). There you go, our natural security system works.
After the officer left, I checked a community page on Facebook. It turned out law enforcement had contained our neighborhood, ordering everyone to stay inside and lock their doors and windows. We had ours wide open. There's something to be said about being ignorant to live police activity as it's happening around us.