"I don't need no more clothes," she told the secretary, who looked like a broomstick with a shriveled up old apple on the top. "I got plenty." Hmm, ye...," Miss Hathaway said, keeping her eyes on the road. "But there are a few gaps in your wardrobe."Elly May looked down at herself. Her abundant breasts were corralled by a white men's shirt, with the ends tied in a knot around her stomach. A pair of battered-looking jeans hugged her shapely legs tightly, held up by a rope around her waist."I ain't. I was in utter amazement because that car was nicer and more expensive than my moms car and my dads car combined. All the birthday guests lingered around the car seemingly forever, the men looking under the hood as if any of us knew the first thing about the inner-workings of the German beast, and Sarah repeating, Oh my God, you guys shouldnt have! over and over to her parents. Eventually the gathering dispursed, and Sarahs last words to me were, Dont go out tonight, I really want to call you,. Maybe if I reset the alarm and got up at 11 or something, I’d be better and readier ... or maybe I should just shoot for tomorrow after all, I told myself.I had just started to drift back to sleep, when I heard the door to my old (and new again) bedroom crack open and someone try to steal their way in, at which point they actually slipped under the covers with me. I didn’t know who they were or what their intentions were, but I was too fucking tired and down on myself to give a shit, figuring. She walked to the door and called in the twochildren.Austin sat down, looking forlorn. "I'm in trouble, aren't I?" he askedas he glanced at Jana, in her police uniform.Jana nodded. "Yes, you are," she said. "Running away is prettyserious." I can make it so that you _won't_ be in trouble," Grandmother saidbluntly. "But only for a little while." I don't understand." But it'll take some help from Natty," Grandmother continued. She sawthat she had everyone's attention. "If I give you a pass,.