Vaseline in a Police Station (3)
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at the station, I was escorted into the squad room, and there sat David in the cage. It was a small one, basically just big enough for a few people to sit while being processed. He looked absolutely miserable sitting there. But, when he saw me, he gave me a brief smile, which I returned. I started to walk in that direction since I assumed they would put me in there as well. But no, they didn't want me anywhere near him. They pulled me towards a desk and ordered me to sit quietly. Leaving me there unattended, the cop who had taken me into custody went to talk with a few of the others already there.
A few minutes later, a different cop came over to me and said, “Okay, it's time to make your one phone call.”
“Okay,” I agreed cheerfully, “I'd lik
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