Smoking Diary #21: The Homicide Detective

Not the detective

by Sarah Hepola

Once upon a time, your narrator was a young (well, 31) starry-eyed woman who was convinced — absolutely convinced! — she’d met the man she was going to marry. The story of their meeting was dramatic, things felt fated, she’d never felt this way, etc., etc. You’ve heard the pop songs. It didn’t turn out the way she expected. Few things ever do. Walk back in time as we revisit the post-Katrina New Orleans of 2006, a place of haunted romance and pealing trombones.

The actual detective, 2020