In My Desperate Time

I'm scared.

I'm so scared of the drug, but I'm more scared that Frances will get addicted to it.

If one of us must take it, then I'll be the one.

I take a deep breath and reach out to the bag of powder.

My entire body trembles involuntarily. I have foreseen how disgusting and desperate I will be.

But before my hand can touch it, Frances has clutched it. He smiles faintly and says, "Such a good opportunity, wouldn't it be a pity if I give it away?"

As he speaks, he opens it calmly.

"No! You can't do it!"

I shout inwardly over and over again, but no one can hear it.

"Good. I appreciate your bravery. It looks like Hilda has found a good husband."

Mike smiles and hands Frances a dollar bill.

Taking it over, Frances pours the powder onto it, and glowers at it.

internal

more and more

hesitancy, Hilda jabs him with her elbow, "Frances, hurry up. It's

A little?

want to punch her right in

a little.

getting addicted or not is no longer the issue

should I do? What should

become

But with my hands tied, I can't do

wasted. So I can only sit here like

I hate it.

I hate myself.

faster, the

does Frances do

who I am right now. He doesn't need to

if he is helping Hilda make this deal to get solid evidence, then it will be too

what, I don't want him to do

now, it

slowly pours the powder on the bill and rolls it