"I kept wondering, where are your friends when you really need them?" Lorrie Stewart
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©2001 david mulhern

Some wack job of a lady was after me... yelling and swinging a broken lamp.

I was trying to hide out at some friends' house... I escaped out their patio crawling on my hand & knees to another friend's apartment. 

As I was trying to find a place to hide, the lady sees me and chases me into a small room, perhaps a bathroom. So now I'm thinking where are my friends and where are the cops?! 

I suddenly realize that all she wants from me is to listen to her. 

I find myself pretending to be engrossed in her rantings for the sole sake of saving my life.

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