Floyd is a quiet place after 9 p.m. on a weeknight. A few cars pass under the town’s only stoplight. A light remains on at Oddfellas Cantina as the staff cleans up after closing. A slight backup exists at the night depository at the Bank of Floyd as business owners drop off the day’s receipts.
I work late often and take a walk around town before heading home. Two pedestrians cross the street at Locust and Main. A deputy heads back from a call but the stop light often cycles through three our four reds and greens without any traffic.