I watch a lot of crime
investigation programs. I am always
astounded by the amount of forensic evidence left behind at the scene of a
murder: blood spatter, hair, fiber from clothing or carpet, fingerprints, and more.
I watched such a
program just last night while sitting on a sofa and drinking a glass of wine. How, I wondered, can so much be evidence be
left behind at a crime scene—even when the perpetrator is cautious?
I got my answer
this morning.
As I prepared to
brew my morning coffee under bright lights in my kitchen, I noticed that
something of a wine murder occurred in my kitchen last evening. I found impact spatter flicked across a
cupboard door where I had uncorked the bottle last night. A conspicuous red smear and several red
droplets pattered themselves into something of a trail across the countertop. In the sink sat my wine glass with faint red smears
around the rim.
I was reminded of
the day I came home after a few days working out of town. Upon entering the house, I found my wife’s
coffee cup on the counter. The rim of
the cup was heavily imprinted with lip marks—the same deep red color as her
lipstick. I grabbed the cup and held it
in front of my wife. “Are you having an
affair with this cup?” I asked.
—Mitchell Hegman
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