She had asked to borrow his pencil out of dire necessity. You wouldn't rob Mr. Oh, and weeks and months of thought and feeling there are bottled up too. "All I want is to be happy!" she said aloud, as if she were asking for something of such ordinary value that God would readily accord it to her because there was so little demand for the commodity. The opiate has done its duty. “I WILL be arrested! I WON’T go home!” the little old lady was screaming over and over again.
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