outburst, the
man who had screamed didn't say anything else, he just looked
around the room as if unsure who had shouted.
"Well, that was certainly random,"
Michelle said.
"Yeah, that's Cameron. They put
him in here for some incident involving hot dogs on a subway train.
Long story. But what the hell, Shelly? Why am I still in here? You
said a few days! You really need to work on your time management
skills? And why haven't you come to see me?"
Michelle reached across the table
and took Josh's hand. "I've been working to get you out. It got
complicated."
"What good is being filthy
stinking rick if I'm stuck in here. Tell them to let me out of here
so I can cash in the ticket. You found it in my wallet,
right?"
Michelle sighed. "Like I said,
it's complicated, Josh. The doctors swear you had a complete mental
breakdown, that you're stuck in your own little world. They tell me
that you refuse to admit the jackpot wasn't real."
"Wasn't real? I'm not crazy," Josh
protested. "I purchased the ticket! I won! Ask Kelly at the liquor
store. She sold it to me. She'll tell you."
Michelle sat silent.
"Call her. Call her right now.
They'll have to let me go. I know where I had put the ticket. We
can have it all, I'm telling ya, Shelly."
Michelle took a deep breath and
said, "This kind of outburst is exactly why the doctors haven't let
you have visitors."
"That's the stupidest thing I've
ever heard. All I need do is talk to just a few people to get this
all cleared up. Why in hell won't they let me do that?"
"Oh, Josh, I don't know how to say
this to you."
"Say what?"
Tears fell from Michelle's eyes.
"The doctors thought that if someone told you the truth…you'd dig
yourself deeper into this fantasy."
"It's not a fantasy. The doctors
are complete fucking idiots. I won the jackpot!" Josh lowered his
voice to a whisper. "Quick, let me borrow your cell. I call
Kelly."
Michelle shook her
head.
Josh's jaw dropped. "Shelly, come
on. We only have a minute or two before those Neanderthals drag me
back to my room."
"Josh, I know this will be
difficult to hear but you need to hear it anyway…Kelly can't help.
You didn't win the lottery. There's no ticket."
Josh pulls his hand away. "Yes,
there is. An old lady was there, too. I ain't ever seen her before,
but we can find her. She'll tell ya."
"No," Michelle said. "The day they
took you, do you remember how you moved all the furniture
outside?"
Josh leaned forward and spoke
quickly. "Look, I'm sorry about that stupid vase. I'll buy you a
new one. Hell, I'll buy you one from the Ming Dynasty if that would
make you happy. Just help me get out of here."
Michelle rolled her eyes. "I know
you would, dear. But you're not listening to me. Remember what you
said as the van pulled away? You said it was in your wallet. I
thought that maybe, just maybe, what if you were telling the truth?
I checked. There wasn't anything in it…except a condom, but will
talk about that later, mister."
Josh looked at the table
sheepishly.
"Forget the condom," Michelle
said. "I looked all over the house and found nothing. Like an
idiot, I even called the liquor store. What I'm saying to you is
that I did talk to Kelly."
"Yeah, good! She told you I bought
the ticket with the winning numbers, right?"
"No."
"No? What the hell do you
mean, no ?"
"No, I'm sorry. Kelly even said
there wasn't a jackpot. Couple million, normal amount and such, but
nothing in the range like the one you were spouting about. She said
that you came in to buy your beer like you always do, and then you
sort of zoned out at the register."
"Bullshit, she's
lying!"
"Why would she lie? She called
your name a few times until you snapped out of it and paid for the
beer. So you see, there never was a mega millions jackpot
ticket."
"Nope," Josh said. "I bought it,
then went to work and everyone there was talking about it. Call Dan
Guntherson. Go on, call him, he'll tell you."
"I spoke to Dan Guntherson, too,"
Michelle said.
"And?"
"And