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SHE WAITS
 Part II (cont.)
they made me wait for three hours then they finally came and got me. they asked me to sit down. my mood has changed. i’m really sick and i need to get well. i need to get out of here. this isn’t funny anymore. not that it was ever funny it’s just that, i thought...how absurd, arresting me for possession of ten dollars worth of heroin when all i had was a couple of burnt spoons. i know there wasn’t any heroin on those spoons. i pounded cottons this morning and if there was even a trace...i injected it.
they asked me again, “do you know sean?” they begin to portray him as an evil drug dealer. they want me to admit that i was there to buy heroin.
i sort of know sean. he’s a student from madison, wisconsin who got strung out on heroin and now he sells it to support his own habit. he’s not an evil drug dealer…he’s actually quite nice. generous. helps us out when we’re sick and broke…no matter how many times we…
what do i get? supposedly i get to go home.
i shake my head, tell them that i don’t know him and i want to know how long this will take. they continue asking questions, hoping i will break but i’ve made up my mind.
steve and i are escorted into the back seat of a police car driven by a female officer. where’s sean? we're brought downtown stripped of our personal belongings and "booked". i’m asked to empty my pockets, remove my jacket, my rings, my belt, my shoes and my earring.
take it all.
you can't have me. » »
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