"Must be new," You think as you walk in."Hey how you doing?" The clerk behind the counter asks when you walk in."Ok I guess though my car broke down o...tside. Can I use your phone?" Sure thing," the clerk says taking the phone off the wall handing it too you. "I'll be right back."The clerk disappears into a back office as you dial your mechanics number. You look down into the case in front of you as you listen to the phone ring and you see magazine in plastic wrap that is black and simply reads. “I didn’t say I got a ticket. But I was arrested.”“Good God, arrested? I can’t believe it. How did you get out? Did you pay a fine?”“No ... uh ... I didn’t pay a fine, not a monetary one at least. That’s what I wanted to talk to you about. I was worried that I would have to stay in jail all weekend. I had been drinking so I was going to be charged with speeding and DWI. That’s pretty serious, especially with my record.”“Yes it is. You could do jail time. But how did you get released?”“I’m. If everything went right I’d make it home by midnight or a bit later, kind of late since work started at seven a.m., but nothing that would kill me. I might be a bit tired the next day, but I knew I could easily catch up on sleep through the rest of the week. ‘You think we have any chance,’ I asked midway through the sixth inning. ‘I mean we’re down by eleven and our best hitter is out with back trouble.’ ‘Hey man, let’s at least make the seventh inning stretch,’ Richard moaned, ‘It’s not a. "We were still in the bedroom, and she was half way to her bathroom, so I acted like it was settled and followed her in, putting down the shower mat and starting the water to warm it up. While mom thought it over I got out the shampoo, conditioner and her liquid body wash, put them on the shower ledge, stripped off my shorts, which I'd donned expecting to get up and get going, stepped in under the spray and held the curtain for her.My presumptuousness paid off as Beth Ann dropped the towel in.