![]() April was passed out on the floor of the cell, probably from the brandy on top of all that dust. They let me out after about an hour, let me sit in the office with them after they finished typing up all the information, like my name and my mom's address and stuff. "You know," she said, "it's not right to get rid of your kid." A bottle of blackberry brandy in my jacket. "I was going to name him Travis." The tears were overflowing, sliding down the sides of her cheeks, wetting her ears and running into her hair. "I was going to name him after my brother," she said. She was flat on the floor with her jacket under her head and her hands on her stomach, staring up at the top of the cell bars. ![]() "You had an abortion." I looked down at her. "What do you mean, you're not pregnant anymore?" I told her maybe it wasn't the angel dust, maybe it was from being pregnant. They had both arrested her a few times before.Īpril right away lay down on the floor. ![]() I knew one of the cops who arrested us it was Officer Borden. In the back of the Metro North precinct, in Grand Central's balcony, is a cell, and that's where they put April and me. NOTE: In the following excerpt Tina and April are arrested after April throws a quart of milk at several Hispanic men who have harassed them in the station's waiting room. ![]()
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