One Night Only (126 page)

“Arrested
?
T
es
s
W
oodhead
?
I
can
’
t
believ
e
it!
”
sai
d
Ruth.
An
d
a
deathl
y
silenc
e
fille
d
th
e
ai
r
a
s
al
l
thre
e
pictured
T
es
s
i
n
priso
n
wea
r
,
al
l
alon
e
wit
h
he
r
sor
e
toe
.

I
n
th
e
end
,
the
y
cried
.
Al
l
o
f
them
.

I
t
wa
s
dar
k
i
n
th
e
holdin
g
cell
.

T
es
s
neve
r
ha
d
bee
n
s
o
frightene
d
i
n
he
r
whol
e
life.
No
t
eve
n
whe
n
sh
e
brok
e
Stace
y
Edwards
’
nos
e
wit
h
a
hocke
y
stic
k
durin
g
a
friendl
y
wit
h
th
e
riva
l
schoo
l
i
n
first
yea
r
.

No
t
eve
n
whe
n
sh
e
tol
d
he
r
mu
m
tha
t
he
r
teacher brok
e
al
l
he
r
ne
w
pencil
s
i
n
ba
d
tempe
r
whe
n
i
t
wa
s
really
R
ya
n
Arthur
s
wh
o
di
d
i
t
becaus
e
T
es
s
ha
d
broke
n
his
hear
t
i
n
fift
h
yea
r
.

No
t
eve
n
whe
n
Rob
’
s
great-grandmother
’
s
antique
vas
e
smashe
d
int
o
smithereen
s
al
l
ove
r
he
r
kitche
n
floor whe
n
sh
e
wa
s
dustin
g
it
,
seein
g
th
e
famil
y
ou
t
o
f
a
few
gran
d
an
d
a
sentimenta
l
heirloo
m
tha
t
wa
s
a
t
leas
t
a
hundre
d
year
s
ol
d
an
d
wort
h
enoug
h
t
o
fee
d
a
small
famil
y
fo
r
a
yea
r
.

No
t
eve
n
whe
n
sh
e
though
t
sh
e
wa
s
pregnan
t
whe
n
she
wa
s
ninetee
n
an
d
swallowe
d
a
ful
l
bottl
e
o
f
gi
n
t
o
tr
y
and mak
e
th
e
bab
y
g
o
awa
y
.

“O
h
God
,
pleas
e
hel
p
me!
”
sh
e
said
,
claspin
g
her
hand
s
i
n
praye
r
.
Sh
e
neve
r
reall
y
wa
s
on
e
fo
r
praye
r
and ha
d
t
o
preten
d
t
o
b
e
intereste
d
a
t
schoo
l
Masse
s
o
r
when Ro
b
woul
d
mak
e
he
r
g
o
t
o
Mas
s
ever
y
Sunda
y
becaus
e
his
parent
s
woul
d
someho
w
fin
d
ou
t
i
f
h
e
didn
’
t
go
.

Sh
e
ha
d
trie
d
t
o
brea
k
tha
t
traditio
n
onc
e
sh
e
go
t
a
ring
o
n
he
r
finge
r
,
bu
t
Ro
b
wa
s
havin
g
non
e
o
f
it
.

Mayb
e
th
e
policema
n
wa
s
right
.
Mayb
e
sh
e
di
d
hav
e a
habi
t
o
f
breakin
g
things
.
Sh
e
ha
d
certainl
y
broke
n
plenty o
f
heart
s
i
n
he
r
da
y
,
tha
t
wa
s
fo
r
sur
e
.
.
.

A
t
fiftee
n
year
s
old
,
R
ya
n
Arthur
s
wa
s
th
e
firs
t
–
she
tol
d
hi
m
sh
e
wa
s
i
n
lov
e
wit
h
Robbi
e
W
illiam
s
an
d
could
neve
r
eve
r
lov
e
anothe
r
ma
n
i
n
he
r
life
.
H
e
wa
s
gutte
d
and hadn
’
t
spoke
n
t
o
he
r
since
,
eve
n
thoug
h
hi
s
daughte
r
was no
w
a
pupi
l
a
t
he
r
school
.
H
e
stil
l
couldn
’
t
loo
k
he
r
i
n
the
eye
.

The
n
ther
e
wa
s
Bria
n
Marshal
l
wh
o
she’
d
gon
e
steady wit
h
fo
r
tw
o
years
.
Th
e
pregnanc
y
scar
e
pu
t
he
r
righ
t
off
hi
m
an
d
h
e
crie
d
fo
r
day
s
whe
n
sh
e
dumpe
d
hi
m
onc
e
she
foun
d
ou
t
tha
t
sh
e
wasn
’
t
reall
y
pregnan
t
afte
r
all
.
Sh
e
cried
tear
s
o
f
relie
f
whil
e
h
e
sen
t
he
r
letter
s
an
d
song
s
ever
y
da
y
for
a
fortnight
.
The
n
h
e
go
t
ove
r
i
t
an
d
go
t
marrie
d
t
o
hi
s
next- doo
r
neighbou
r
wh
o
wa
s
a
singl
e
mothe
r
o
f
two
.
Mayb
e
he
jus
t
wante
d
a
famil
y
.