My God! What was she thinking? She can't be going home without me! There was a sick feeling in the pit of my stomach. I was sure the note would tell me to walk somewhere else to meet her. A note! Fat lot of good that would do getting me nome before I got arrested for female impersonation. I moved back into the park, away from where people were walking, and thought about where I was and what I was doing. I was standing in a public city park, posing as a lady, rummaging through a purse, looking for a note that would tell me where to go to meet the taxi that would take her home. It was a gorgeous afternoon, with lots of sun but still a little cool, so there were only few people in the park...
... Opening the envelope, I round a note. It read, "You have no money, no ID, no place to hide and few options. A bus leaves for the Capital in about an hour. the little zippered pocket in your purse contains a ticket for that trip. There is also a key to a locker at the bus terminal..."