Staring at his, muddy, bedraggled daughter, clad only in an oversized tee shirt."What are you doing here?" I was invited. Someone named Hildy called, ...old me how well you were doing, how proud I should be of you, how much you missed me. So. I thought I would come down, visit, maybe get my fill of Southern cooking and hospitality." Daddy, it's not what it looks like. I..." How would you know what I think it looks like?It looks like my daughter attacked one of my employees. A true cat fight, over. .. They forced it on me!" But you took it! That constitutes prostitution on college property, which is even more serious than just sex in a public toilet. Come with us now."Back at the administrative offices, they were ushered into an office where the man and woman sat behind a desk, leaving Anita and the two boys standing, flanked by the security guards."So", said the man addressing Anita, "You admit taking money from these two and going with them into the men's toilets for purposes of sexual. Yet I have yet to see him call for one. Miss Harrison, would you be so kind as the contact this doctor's supervisor."The nurse shrugged at the doctor and left the room. The doctor left seconds later."Now, what the hell happened yesterday?" I asked. "Other than that fucker Lemons stabbing me. Jesus Christ."Carrie closed her eyes for a moment."It wasn't yesterday, hon," she said. "It was three days ago. Now, I've got to call Kasey and let her know you're alright. Then I've been instructed not to. You've lost weight. Your eyes have circles under them. Your hair looks greasy."I'm just going to ask straight up — and please keep in mind our friendship depends upon your truthful answer — are you using drugs?"Suzette jerked her head at me, startled."What makes you say that?" she asked, a little too quickly."Suze, I recognize the signs," I said. "I would like you to answer my question. But before you do, I'm sure you know I'm highly anti-drug. But, I'm not going to castigate you if it's the.