I looked over at the door at the back of the room, hoping to see Hannah then up at the clock. I thumbed through my folder of poems, feeling a little t...ense but excited to have this opportunity. My brother went to the front of the room, thanked everyone for coming and began to introduce me by mentioning I live in a solar powered cabin in the woods of Maine and rarely leave home. People applauded as I walked up to the lectern. I nodded my appreciation and told them about this series of poems I. I only saw her mini van parked in front of the garage. I took out her purse. I put it under my arm. I put her power bill in my back pocket of my cargo shorts. I pushed the small toys off the sidewalk. I rang the door bell.Ring! Ring! "Your back! All ready! What! Oh! Hi! Buck! I thought you were my husband with the kids. He took them to the town fair tonight." said Mrs. Hills. "You dropped your purse. I figured you might want it right back. It fell off the roof of your mini van." I said. "Thank. Maine apnaa lund uski choot par rakha aur woh bolee waaah chod mujhe maake lode renddeee ikiii aulaad maaar merii choot ek jhatke mein mera lund uskii choot mein ghus gaya maine uske boobs nochnaa chaalu kiya aur woh dard ke maare chilla padeee aahhhmmaarrrrrrr gayeeee chod diya mujheema dar chod main dhakke lagay jaaraha thaa woh chillaye jaaa rahee theeeee aaahhhhummaaadar chodd bhadwe chod apnee kutiya kooo maaar le meriii fir maine uski gaand mein suce lagaya aur uski gaand mein lund. "I'm so sorry John." she said: even though John was semi-conscious, hestill managed to say: "Get the hell out of here Ma'am."Joy gathered her trusty satchel and left both the car and John outside thehospital and only just managed to make it out of sight before a member ofthe hospital staff arrived to see what all the noise was about.Joy watched from around a corner as a trolley was brought out and John wascarefully lifted onto it, she put her satchel strap over her shoulder andthen turned and.