I took the offered sheet and glanced at it. It was a copied and faxed report from that morning's Telegraph newspaper detailing the 'daring' escape fro... a hospital by a 'dangerous' criminal mastermind. The report went on to say how one of the nurses at the hospital was incriminated in the escape and how the police had issued a warrant for her arrest. At the bottom of the article was a poor photograph of my face, staring out glumly at the camera, clearly lifted from my hospital records."So, now. There was quite a walk from her job to the bus-station, almost 15 minutes, but on most days, her colleagues offered her a lift. But not on this Thursday, they had all left shortly after five.A light rain fell and it was already completely dark and Amelie thought about taking a cab. But no, she had just paid the plumber, had spend money on books AND lost her underwear in a dusty book-shop.She was almost half ways, when she realized that she needed to pee. The toilets at the bus-station was out. I spent my time in the mental ward and then prison. When I got out, I went to a half-way house and studied for my GED, then I went to a welding school. I met Maria while attending the school. She was taking classes to become a cosmetologist, a fancy name for a barber or hair dresser.We were dating and of course we had sex. Maria was my first and only woman. She got pregnant so we got married, and rented a little apartment. I wrote home and told my dad and sister. We didn't tell them till after. There was still a door with an uncovered window on it that led to the science teachers’ offices, but at last check, no one was in, since the end of the day was approaching, and students weren’t allowed into that area.Pretty sure that she wouldn’t be interrupted, Sam spun her stool to look at all of the lab supplies inside of a cabinet with a glass window. She opened the cabinet and selected a small glass test tube from a rack on one of the shelves. Turning it around and inspecting it, she.