The Secrets of a Loved One

Rolneck came in and ordered her to stand. She caught the sour, hormonal stink of her own sweat. He could smell it too. His face was a mask of disgust. I'm going to throw you back, he said,. She thought she'd misheard, throw her back like a fish. Could he offer one word of advice? For she left. As she left the cell, go straight home. You wouldn't want people to start wondering where you've been. After she'd had some sleep, she would handle it.