Then Liz Menotti appeared and dragged him off. She watched them dancing together and it made her angry. It was not a conscious anger born of a reason....The anger came from her subconscious. She felt irritation seeing Joey dance with Liz."Hey Deirdre!" somebody called.She almost jumped. Turning toward the voice, she saw it was Mike Helmont, a classmate with whom she had not exchanged two words prior to this evening."Looking good, Deirdre," he smiled. "How you doing?" I ... I'm okay," Deirdre. .. 'Tomorrow...?' I couldn't help butsquirm. 'Would she really do it?' I wondered'If I can't have the love of my life anymore, does it really matter?'I thought darkly.I must have been brooding for a few minutes because the additions infront of me on the table made me jump. A tall pink sippy cup that wasmeant to be drank from any side was set to the right of a weirdlooking divided plate thing. I watched as she pressed down on it forjust a second and tugged on it. "Huh," she said, "that's kind. I always giggle at some of the writing on the walls which in the dim light is hard to read, I walked up to the toilet bowl and dropped my shorts to the floor and slowly started to pee, I heard a bit of shuffling from the other cubicle and was then conscious of someone watching me through the hole in the wall, always exciting as you never know who is the other side.I took my time, pulling the skin right back as the stream of pee hit the bowl and gave it a few extra shakes than I normally would. I shove the gun in my pants pocket and shut the door on 6F. “Are you alright?” Zelda warily shook her head up and down. “Look, don’t be scared, OK, we’ll get out of this. You just have to follow me and we can get out of this shit-hole area.” Zelda shook her head again in understanding and we ran down the six flights, outside walking to my rusted 86’ Chevy and starting the car with 11:16 on the clock and Penny Lane by the Beatles on the dial. We’re both too tired to change the station. I’m not.