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pulled her up. Careful not to knock the Stetson off his head, he hoisted her onto his shoulder. He clamped his left arm across the backs of her legs, and stood. He drew his gun. 'OK ladies,' he said. 'Let's go.' |
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John was waiting by a sink when the door opened and Tina, Andy's girlfriend, entered the restroom. |
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A blush warmed John's face. He smiled. 'Just waiting for my wife,' he said, and nodded toward a toilet stall. |
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'Is she all right?' Tina asked. |
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'Yeah, she's just fine. Thanks. Anything happening out there?' |
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'It's all just so awful.' |
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'Well, you know.' She sighed and shook her head. Her eyes were still red from crying, her face smudged and streaked with makeup that had dried after running. 'Just everything.' |
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'They haven't opened the doors again, have they?' |
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'Oh, no. They sure haven't. Not since you did it and everybody tried to get in.' She drew her arms in close to her sides and shuddered. 'Everyone's just so scared |
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