Well, I was typing away on the computer this evening, and I kept hearing people talking on their radios outside the window. It did sounds like police, but I mostly ignored it because the police pull cars over for traffic violations on our street all. the. time. However, the commotion got louder and more sirens came, so eventually I wandered into B's bedroom and looked out the window. There were about three cop cars there, and one of the cops sees me and gives me the slash throat signal with a smile.
I couldn't figure out quite what he was telling me. It wasn't that he was going to slash my throat.
Then an ambulance pulls up and I finally notice something. Right on the curb about 6 feet from our window is a body.
Yes, a body.
The ambulance and two fire trucks arrive, and about 10 minutes later, they've taken the body away. I never got a real look at the person, but the slight glimpse looked like someone older. The police didn't seem to think they needed to question anyone. If they had asked us a question, we knew nothing. The officials knew about the body before I did.
And like that it was over.
So that's the first ever corpse in my front yard.