Entry 1

The day started with Linh brewing a cup of hibiscus tea and opening a box of Lemon Crunchies from Sayori. It was her kind of coping mechanism for when she was sulking, which she had found herself doing frequently since she moved into town last month. 

The sun had just come up, and the morning was quiet. Despite the city being busy, there were hardly any cars on the roads and only a few people out. The light poured through the curtains and throughout the living room. She favored Sunday mornings like these. She didn't have to wake up while it was still dark and head to police station just to sit at her desk and get no cases. Instead, she could sit in the recliner and reflect.

She had finished off the whole row of biscuits, so she slid the plastic tin back into the cardboard box. Then, she got up and rinsed her cup off in the sink. 

What to do now? Linh thought. Her life was stale. Suzy wouldn't be able to meet up because she was playing tennis with Elizabeth, and Faith was working at the doctor's office. 

Linh rested her body over the countertop and pulled out her cell phone. In bold text was: No new notifications. 

Geez, thanks.

She unlocked the phone and opened up Snapgram. Sliding through the various selfies and memes, she stopped at a photo that was uploaded by her younger sister, Bao, two days ago. The photo was of her and her three year long boyfriend, Darren, as they stood hugging in front of a waterfall back in Vietnam. Her caption was: "I love waterfalls but I love him more!"

As disgustingly sappy as the post was, Linh contemplated. Bao was 27, three years younger than her, and she was living life to the fullest. She had Darren, who was great to her, and was an actress, making twice as much as Linh. And what did Linh have? No one but her two friends, and her job as a police detective where she was never assigned anything because they doubted her as a young, attractive, female, minority.

She immediately began to sulk again and sighed heavily as she exited the app, but suddenly, her phone vibrated. It was an incoming call from Clark, the police chief. Why would he be calling me on my day off? Why would he be calling me anyways? Linh, since she got hired, never even spoke to him.

"Luong, there's been a death," Clark said, "Report to the station."