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field. He kept moving and began to sob. For all he knew, the last one he ever loved was inside the building. He sighed just before he walked inside.
    He entered the front door stepping over the broken glass. The crackling underfoot stirred the hairs on his back. He didn’t hear anything as he closed his eyes. He pictured Jeanine inside the cell as she had always been. He saw her standing there, a smiling tomboy with freckles and a nice body for a tall girl. If God had a woman in mind for him, it was Jeanine.
    He exhaled and stepped inside the dim corridor. He made his way down the hall, breathing heavy. He wiped the sweat from his face with his shirt. There she stood standing in the middle of the cell, facing the sunlit window in the back. Her dark hair flowed down over her neck. Her jean shorts were riding up inside of her full rear. Is that cellulite? He shook his head. Her shadowed figure seemed perfect. His heart pounded. Can it be?
    “ Jeanine,” he whispered.
    The figure turned in slow motion. Her gored shoulder and dangling arm stopped his heart. The sunken black eyes were like deep wells, and the drooping jaw seemed to hang near the floor. No–No–No! It was all the same, only the day had changed. He looked down at the floor and all he could hear was a raspy breathing sound. A half-filled bowl of green soda lay on the floor. That’s interesting.
    The bowl was filled when he left yesterday. Another full bottle sat on the cot. She didn’t drink much. Lost in thought he didn’t notice she crept up to the bars.
    “ Num-Num.”
    He leaped back, almost falling to the floor. A fresh burst of pain lanced through his foot and leg. It was killing him.
    “ Geez Jeanine, you scared the shit out of me!” he yelled back, swinging the bat into the bars.
    “ Num-Num.”
    “ Go get your num-num! Dumb! Dumb!” Oh, that’s funny. Idiot!
    Her face was lost like an abandoned child’s. The glassy black eyes were widened, without understanding. She backed away from the bars and began to kneel at the bowl. As Nate watched in disgust something pricked at his ears. He moved back down the hall.
    There was a different sound in the distance. He heard dogs barking from somewhere as he tilted his neck and shut his eyes. He looked back at his girlfriend who was making loud lapping and slurping sounds. He headed toward the front door and stopped again. The sounded grew louder and more distinct in his ears. Whatever it was, it was coming his way. A burst of energy empowered him.
    He made his way into the bright sun and looked above. The noise seemed to be coming from the sun itself. He cupped his hand over his eyes looking around. Louder and louder, the sound came. He saw a black speck appear in the sky. It got bigger with each passing second. He loved Vietnam movies and he knew that sound. Is that a helicopter?
    “ I can’t believe it’s a freaking helicopter!” he yelled as he hopped up and down, crossing his arms and bat high in the air. He was frantic with joy. It soared over his head bringing a whoosh of air, almost knocking him to the ground. He could see heads peering down at him from two hundred feet above.
    “ Come down! Come down!” he shouted.
    The helicopter looked like an enormous bird of prey. It rounded over the town a of couple more times and lowered itself to the street.
    … THUWMP! THUWMP! THUWMP! THUWMP! THUWMP! THUWMP! THUWMP! THUWMP! THUWMP! THUWMP! THUWMP! THUWMP! …
    The noise was music to his ears. It might as well have been angels that came out of it once it landed. It was people, people in uniform and Nate couldn’t believe his eyes. An impeccable man in a blue Air Force uniform with silver stars on the shoulder shouted over the roaring helicopter.
    “ Are you Nate McDaniel?”
    “ Yes!” he screamed.
    “ Are you sure?” the man said, his hand on Nate’s shoulder yelling in his ear.
    Nate fumbled for his wallet in his back pocket and pulled it out to show the man. The officer tipped up his