He squinted trying to see the white number that was painted on the trunk of the cruiser. ‘I think it’s 38…shit I can’t see the last number. Th... car is on it’s side. I can’t make out the number. Wait, a second. I think the officer’s name is on the ticket that she gave me.’ ‘Ticket, sir?’ ‘Yeah, my tail lights aren’t working apparently,’ Sergio said sheepishly as he grabbed the ticket off the seat. ‘Officer Rachel Arnsword….no Arnsworth.’ He said trying to read Rachel’s signature. ‘Stay on the. Can I see your driver’s license?”She digs around in her purse a little, pulls out a candy wrapper, and hands it to him. He looks it over, gives her a warning and sends her on her way.Up and down the halls she goes again. Again, the same old man jumps out of a room and says, “Excuse me ma’am but I saw you cross over the center line back there. Can I see your registration please?”She digs around in her purse a little, pulls out a store receipt and hands it to him. He looks it over, gives her. I rolled it in a bundle, put it on the floor and told her to squat on it and finish the three glasses. Her face was red by now and the squatting position was making it excruciating to hold the urine. She gulped the second and third one. I got a good chance. I said, “you wicked wife, you were ordered to sip not to gulp, you have to start again from number one and this time no gulping. She was almost weeping and finished the three glasses somehow. When she started to get up I forced her to the. Not willing to let her retreat too far, he reaches out and grabs her wrist, pulling her back to the table. Glancing over at the bar, knowing his boys are wrapped up in talking about the trail ride they’re going on this weekend. ‘Sit down, Hannah.’ His eyes are drawn to her soft lips as she chews on the bottom one before slipping into the seat beside across from him. He slowly releases her wrist as he feels her pulling away slightly. ‘So, you really want this job? ‘ ‘I do.’ Hannah nods slowly..