SteeleSentences

11:00 PM   Marlene Scott had returned to an empty home once more after another fourteen -hour day in the ER of Kirkwood Memorial Hospital.   Having set her purse down on the counter she went off to the bedroom changing from her smocks into an oversized sweatshirt and leggings.   A half empty bottle of Zinfandel stared back at her when she opened the door to her refrigerator.   The pale cork still protruding halfway out of the top as a previous effort to push it back in fell short from the previous indulgence.   Pouring a glass, she curled up on the sofa in her living room turning on the television.   She surfed through the channels stopping on the local news where the cast was still continuing with the story of a mysterious death inside the water treatment plant earlier in the day.   Details were still scarce as no one would offer a statement including the City Manager or Law Enforcement Officials. Almost ready to resign for the evening Marl...