She handed the attendant the ticket and headed straight to the restroom. She seemed singularly focused as she went into a stall and closed it. She sat...down and opened the box, staring at the devices without touching them.He was here. Somewhere in that theatre he was here and waiting for her. Waiting to tease and torment her with these very devices. Her heart began to race harder and as much as she fantasized about this moment as the moment presented itself, she thought about running and running. By now it was late in the afternoon, and it wasnt long before my step-dad got home. When he got home, he found me laying on the lounge chair reading. He smiled and asked again how my day went. A few days went by, and one morning my step-dad came and told me that he had hired some people to work on the yard that day, and since I was going to be home, I could let them in and make sure that they got everything done for him. I told him that was fine, not really thinking about who he might have. " she stopped and Ed saw that she had tears in her eyes and she started shaking her head slowly."Since what?" Ed asked.Betty just kept shaking her head. She dropped her chin down to her chest."Look Betty, I can't help you if you won't open up," Ed said as he took her hand.She didn't pull her hand away. She took the rum and Coke with her other hand and finished it. Ed got up and ordered another for her and a beer for him. When he set the drink in front of her she just looked at it."Look, if you. Can u do that Zara?”“I guess” Zara replied“I promise u dear u will be perfectly fine.”“Ok let’s do it!” said Zara with a bit more confidence in her voice.“Oh great. It will put a smile on your face if nothing else!” said Fiona kind of turning away and smirking to herself. I’ll be right back ok?”“Ok.” Zara replied.Fiona walked out the sliding doors only to return shortly after holding a syringe.“Whoa! What’s that for!?” Zara said bit taken back.“Its fine it’s just a little something to help u.