One Night Only (117 page)

“
I
hav
e
t
o
g
o
throug
h
al
l
thi
s
an
d
I
ma
y
hav
e
broke
n
a
toe
!
It
’
s
a
hospita
l
I
nee
d
t
o
g
o
to
,
no
t
a
blood
y
police
station
!
I
a
m
no
t
gettin
g
int
o
tha
t
car!
”

“Ma’am
,
unles
s
yo
u
giv
e
m
e
a
ful
l
statemen
t
her
e
and no
w
,
yo
u
woul
d
b
e
advise
d
t
o
ge
t
int
o
th
e
–
”

“No
!
Y
o
u
can
’
t
mak
e
me
!
N
o
on
e
ca
n
mak
e
me
!
I
have rights
,
yo
u
know
!
Don
’
t
yo
u
dar
e
touc
h
me
!
Don
’
t
touch me!
”

Th
e
policema
n
pu
t
hi
s
han
d
o
n
he
r
shoulde
r
once agai
n
an
d
sh
e
shrugge
d
hi
m
of
f
i
n
ba
d
tempe
r
.

“
Y
o
u
hav
e
th
e
righ
t
t
o
remai
n
silen
t
–
”

“
Pis
s
off
!
N
o
way!
”
sh
e
screamed
.
“I’v
e
watche
d
the
movies
!
I
kno
w
wha
t
tha
t
means
!
Ar
e
yo
u
fo
r
fucking real?
”

“
Y
o
u
hav
e
th
e
righ
t
t
o
remai
n
silent
.
Y
o
u
d
o
no
t
have t
o
sa
y
anything
,
bu
t
–
”

Wha
t
th
e
hel
l
wa
s
h
e
o
n
about
?
H
e
couldn
’
t
arres
t
her! Hi
s
voic
e
wa
s
a
fuzz
y
blu
r
an
d
T
ess
’
s
hea
d
wa
s
spinning roun
d
an
d
roun
d
an
d
round
.
Sh
e
though
t
tha
t
sh
e
might fain
t
no
w
too
.
Sh
e
though
t
sh
e
migh
t
b
e
sick
.
Poll
y
was jus
t
standin
g
ther
e
swayin
g
an
d
Gin
a
wa
s
sittin
g
lik
e
a
rag dol
l
o
n
th
e
pavemen
t
a
s
a
membe
r
o
f
staf
f
fro
m
th
e
bar brushe
d
broke
n
glas
s
aroun
d
he
r
.

Th
e
policema
n
wa
s
stil
l
talkin
g
bu
t
T
es
s
couldn
’
t
hear
a
thing
.
H
e
migh
t
a
s
wel
l
hav
e
bee
n
singin
g
th
e
National
Anthem for all she kne
w
. What was she
going to do? Rob
woul
d
kil
l
he
r
fo
r
this
!
H
e
woul
d
b
e
s
o
embarrasse
d
–
and wha
t
abou
t
he
r
parent
s
an
d
he
r
sisters
?
O
r
Rob
’
s
stuffy
parents
!
O
h
God
!
An
d
he
r
job
?
Sh
e
migh
t
neve
r
work again
!
Sh
e
ha
d
neve
r
hear
d
o
f
a
teache
r
bein
g
arreste
d
and the
n
stayin
g
i
n
thei
r
job
!
Thi
s
wa
s
enoug
h
t
o
rui
n
her
!
All
becaus
e
o
f
som
e
jumped-u
p
securit
y
gu
y
wh
o
though
t
he coul
d
tal
k
t
o
wome
n
whateve
r
wa
y
h
e
wante
d
just
becaus
e
h
e
wor
e
a
n
ea
r
-piec
e
an
d
a
stupi
d
chea
p
suit
!

Sh
e
ha
d
t
o
ge
t
awa
y
.
Sh
e
ha
d
t
o
ge
t
awa
y
no
w
.
She
simpl
y
coul
d
no
t
le
t
thi
s
happen
.
Sh
e
looke
d
ove
r
the
policeman
’
s
shoulde
r
.
Sh
e
woul
d
run
.
Y
es
,
sh
e
woul
d
run an
d
h
e
woul
d
neve
r
catc
h
he
r
up
!
Sh
e
wa
s
a
cross-country champion
,
yo
u
know
!
Sh
e
woul
d
ru
n
an
d
ru
n
lik
e
Forrest Gum
p
an
d
th
e
co
p
woul
d
giv
e
u
p
an
d
g
o
fin
d
a
real crimina
l
wh
o
reall
y
deserve
d
t
o
b
e
arrested
.

Sh
e
droppe
d
he
r
shoes
.
He
r
to
e
wa
s
s
o
sore
.
She
couldn
’
t
le
t
i
t
sto
p
he
r
.
Sh
e
ha
d
t
o
a
t
leas
t
tr
y
.
He
r
eyes
darte
d
aroun
d
he
r
.
Sh
e
woul
d
g
o
afte
r
three
.
Y
e
s
–
i
t
was he
r
onl
y
option
.
Sh
e
didn
’
t
hav
e
an
y
othe
r
options
.
She
ha
d
t
o
run
.
On
e
.
.
.
tw
o
.
.
.
three
!
An
d
sh
e
wa
s
off
!