When Will We Share Sweet Moments?

As dawn receded, the sun, after being stifled through most of the winter, eagerly started its day.

Outside, the police had been searching for a long while amidst continuous noise. Unable to find either the shooter or the victims, they finally packed up the cordon that had been up all day and left with their sirens blaring impressively.

"It's finally quiet!" the lady exclaimed, squatting at the door. She watched their retreating figures and sighed in relief. The clumsy officers had disrupted her day, but with so many houses around, they couldn't search each one individually without causing a disturbance, so they settled for a few questions before letting everyone be.