When she spoke her voice was hoarse. "Oh, Henry. I want to come home." That was it."You can't stay with me." I want to come home. I'm sorry. I'm sorry....." Her voice trailed off."Go away."There was a silence for a minute."I don't have anywhere to go." Get yourself a place!" I don't have any money, or a job. I don't have you. I don't have anything..." She began moaning, sounding again like she wanted to cry but had too little water in her."Go to Deb's!" Now she began crying. So she had tears. “Jail? What for?”“Murder. He killed a bunch of people in New York.”“I see. Why did he do it?”“He’s a bully, that’s why. He used to go to the clubs, and that’s where I met him. He killed people over money, and then he kept doing it until they caught him.”“How long is he in jail for?”“At least twenty or thirty years. I’m leaving him. I’m going to where he can’t find us.”“Who’s us?’”“Me and my two children. We’re trying to make enough for plane tickets to Puerto Rico.”“I guess the American dream. I told you that I didn’t want to do this but you put me in a position that I can’t refuse. I love you Jenna. I always have. I never wanted to do this to you. I really didn’t.I know, I’m forcing you to. But I couldn’t wait any longer. I needed you so bad. I need to feel what every girl feels when she first loses her virginity. I wanted you to do it. That’s why. I want you NOW!Soon my love, soon. I got down so I was in between her legs, and rested my head on her shoulder lightly kissing it, and I. The pain got so bad that I passed out.Coming to, I sat up and looking around realized that I was on a couch in a cheap looking hotel room. It was like deja vu, it had to be the damn Agen again. So somehow, I died from whatever was causing the pain in my head.The phone next to the couch rang, I picked up the handset and didn’t give them a chance.“So, what the fuck are you assholes fucking around with now? I thought I was done with y’all?”“Mr. Badzinski, if you’ll please calm down someone will be.