One Night Only (162 page)

Poll
y
le
t
ou
t
a
hoo
t
o
f
laughte
r
a
t
poo
r
Gina
’
s
face
.
She
reall
y
wa
s
i
n
th
e
horror
s
ove
r
Marco
.

“Don
’
t
b
e
s
o
silly!
”
sh
e
said
.
“
Y
o
u
wer
e
lettin
g
of
f
some
steam
,
lettin
g
of
f
som
e
anger
!
Y
o
u
didn
’
t
d
o
anything wrong
!
Ma
r
c
o
w
as
a
ho
t
s
tud
!
B
e
prou
d
o
f
it!
”

“Bu
t
I
di
d
d
o
somethin
g
wrong!
”
hisse
d
Gina
.
“
I
slept w
it
h
a
youn
g
ma
n
I
ha
d
onl
y
me
t
minute
s
before
.
No
t
hours.
Minutes
!
I’
m
a
slut
!
An
d
I’
m
stil
l
a
marrie
d
woman
!
I
t
was
reckles
s
an
d
inappropriat
e
an
d
irresponsibl
e
an
d
I’l
l
g
o
to
hel
l
fo
r
it!
”

Poll
y
wa
s
i
n
stitche
s
no
w
.
“It
wa
s
reckles
s
and
irresponsibl
e
an
d
whateve
r
tha
t
othe
r
wor
d
yo
u
use
d
–
”

“Inappropriate,
”
sai
d
Gin
a
ver
y
seriousl
y
.

“
Y
es
,
tha
t
to
o
an
d
it
’
s
no
t
behaviou
r
tha
t
yo
u
would recommen
d
o
n
a
day-to-da
y
basis
,
bu
t
loo
k
a
t
i
t
thi
s
way
yo
u
hav
e
bee
n
treate
d
lik
e
a
dirt
y
dishra
g
b
y
tha
t
T
revor monste
r
fo
r
year
s
an
d
yo
u
finall
y
too
k
a
ver
y
brav
e
step o
n
Frida
y
.
Y
o
u
lef
t
him
.
Y
o
u
wer
e
free
.
Marc
o
mad
e
you
fee
l
youn
g
an
d
ne
w
agai
n
and
,
i
f
I
recall
,
yo
u
were walkin
g
o
n
ai
r
yesterday!
”

“
I
wa
s
pisse
d
ou
t
o
f
m
y
mind
!
I
coul
d
barel
y
wal
k
on
the
pavement
at
all
at
the
end
of
the
night,
never
mind
on
ai
r
an
d
loo
k
a
t
ho
w
muc
h
troubl
e
tha
t
caused
,
bu
t
that
’
s
anothe
r
blood
y
story!
”

“
H
a
ha
,
oka
y
,
”
sai
d
Poll
y
.
“
W
ell
,
t
o
b
e
hones
t
with you
,
I
don
’
t
thin
k
yo
u
shoul
d
anno
y
you
r
we
e
hea
d
any mor
e
abou
t
Marco
.
Y
o
u
hav
e
enoug
h
t
o
dea
l
wit
h
right here
,
righ
t
no
w
.
”

“Bu
t
I
can
’
t
sto
p
thinkin
g
abou
t
it!
”
sai
d
Gina
.
“
I
was
eve
n
contemplatin
g
goin
g
t
o
Confession
.
I
haven
’
t
bee
n
to Confessio
n
sinc
e
I
wa
s
twelve!
”

Poll
y
looke
d
he
r
i
n
th
e
eye
.
Sh
e
reall
y
wa
s
putting
hersel
f
throug
h
terribl
e
menta
l
torture
.
An
d
Confession wa
s
a
bi
t
extreme
.
A
s
piou
s
a
s
Poll
y
coul
d
b
e
a
t
times
,
she
didn
’
t
agre
e
wit
h
tellin
g
a
pries
t
you
r
deepes
t
darkest
secrets
.
The
y
wer
e
betwee
n
he
r
an
d
th
e
Ma
n
Above
.
She
didn
’
t
nee
d
a
middlema
n
knowin
g
he
r
business
.
N
o
wa
y
.
“Sto
p
tha
t
immediatel
y
,
”
sh
e
sai
d
t
o
Gina
.
“
Y
o
u
have don
e
nothin
g
wrong
.
I
n
fact
,
yo
u
di
d
wha
t
a
lo
t
o
f
us woul
d
onl
y
drea
m
o
f
doing
.
Y
o
u
followe
d
you
r
instincts, i
t
mad
e
yo
u
fee
l
o
n
to
p
o
f
th
e
worl
d
an
d
no
w
yo
u
should
clos
e
th
e
doo
r
o
n
it
.
Focu
s
o
n
toda
y
.
Focu
s
o
n
Dann
y
and
focu
s
o
n
gettin
g
tha
t
asshol
e
hi
s
clothe
s
bac
k
s
o
h
e
ca
n
get
ou
t
o
f
you
r
lif
e
an
d
le
t
yo
u
ge
t
o
n
wit
h
it.
”