Before i could run out the door he grabs my hair and throws me to the stairs. " what the fuck do you think your doing? are you leaving me? the man who... has put up with your shit for years? you are a bitch just like your mom!" he began to yell in my face." i wasn't leaving you! i was going to the hospital!" for what to tell them your boyfriend beats you?" nooo just to get a check up I'm bleeding and I'm in pain all the time" i start to cry harder. he hasn't loosened his grip on my hair. his. I must have overcompensated because a few weeks ago, Captain called me into his office for a pre-shift ‘chat.’ Apparently, Chris told his dear uncle that I had been rude on scene. With the threat of punishment dangling over my head, I took down Chris’ cell number and jumped in my cruiser with the promise to make a peace offering. I didn’t really want to call him. He’d probably see right through my charade and I’d become the topic of discussion between the guys he worked with. That poor, butch. "It was with some relief that the cage came to a halt. He had been afraid that the radio wouldn't work inside the pit. Physics said it would work. Magic suggested that it wouldn't. There was a more than a little relief to learn that physics had won.Reaching down to the bottom of the cage, he picked up a rope and tied it to the support cable. The cage shook as though a giant hand had slapped it. He threw out the body bags. Dust rose up in the air choking him.Moving carefully, William climbed. Here goes..."Warren:No, the troubles I forgot 'em Crowd:Troubles I forgot 'em Warren:I buried 'em in the sand Crowd:I buried HER in the sandWarren: (smiling broadly finished the song off to great applause)Oh, man! So bring me two pina coladas And say hello to her good timin' manWarren gestured to Glenda and she came back over to him, and he leaned over the bar and kissed her on the lips. When it ended he whispered to her, "What nights are you off?"Stammering, Glenda answered, "Wednesdays and.