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           Shecouldseehereallygotabigkickoutofthat,andshewasmorecertainthaneverthatthisyoungmanwasaschizophrenic,outoftouchwithreality.Ifshekepthumoringhim,perhapsshemightgetoutofthis.

           Hewentthroughherpurseagain,takingherMasterChargecard,heruniversityclinicI.D.andhercheckbook."Ihavetohavetwohundreddollars,"hesaid."Someoneneedsthemoney.Writeacheckforcash,andgotoyourbankinWesterville.We’llgointogether,butifyoumakeonefunnymove,youtrytodoanything,I’llbestandingrightbehindyouwiththegun.I’llshoot."

           Walkingintothebank,Donnawasshakingallover.Shefoundithardtobelievethatthetellersshepasseddidn’tcatchon—shewasgrimacingandrollinghereyesfrantically,tryingtoattractattention.Butnoonenoticedathing.DonnausedherMasterChargecardtomaketwowithdrawalsoffiftydollarseach,untilthemachinereceiptindicatedshe’dreachedherlimit.

           Astheydroveoff,hetoreupthebankreceiptscarefully,thentossedthepiecesoutthecarwindow.Donnalookedthroughtherear-viewmirrorandnearlychoked—aWestervillepolicecruiserwasrightbehindthem.OmyGod,shethought,clenchingafisttohertemple,we’regoingtobepickedupforlittering!

           Reactingtoheragitation,heturnedandsawthepolice."Oh,hotdamn!LetthefuckingpigscomeuphereandI’llblow’emaway.