Kerrville,Texas a small town that I never want to see again. It was around midnight when the police pulled us over, The two cops told all five of us in the car to get out and place our hands on the back of the car. As we stood there, Bob had a cigarette in his mouth so he took one hand off the car to get rid of the cigarette. That redneck- hippie hating cop says to Bob, Get that hand back on that car Son, My partner gets trigger-happy and you might be found in a ditch!. Now I was getting a bit nervous about these fine Law Enforcers. They took Texas driver to the front of the car and had a chat with him, When they came back, the cop had that bag of pot in his hand and began putting Bob in handcuffs telling him he was being arrested for the pot. That dirty rat guy had told them that ,they just picked us up thumbing and the pot was Bobs. The cops told them they were free to go and the Assholes drove off on their merry way. Bob was going to jail for the night no doubt about it. Bob asked if I could just wait for him to get out at the police station. The cop said We cant have her just sitting around our station all night,Theres a park she can waste time there until morning So with Bob cuffed in the backseat with one cop, I rode in front while the other jerk cop drove, we came to a stop on the edge of town and he said ,You can stay here in this Park tonight, come to the Police Station around Eight in the morning. I got out of the car, and watched the taillights as they drove off with Bob.Now Im trying to carry not only my backpack ,but Bobs pack along with the sleeping bag. It was dark with a few light poles that light up enough for me to see it was definitely a park, there was a river of water and park benches, picnic tables and those areas were light up pretty well, there were a few people hanging around at one of the areas. I would be lying if I said I wasnt scared..I was really scared with a million thoughts running through my mind. Here I was just really a dam kid ,all alone in this place where cops just threaten to kill you and leave your body in a ditch. I never liked Police anyway and this just proved my point about what assholes they could be. I decided it was safer if no one could see me, after all I didnt want to get raped or bothered by anyone, so I found a darkened spot along a wall of the bridge that went over that river. With that wall to my back, I could see if anyone was approaching from the front or either side of me. I sit there on the ground, with the backpacks around me, It was a cold night and the tears running down my cheeks felt warm. I wanted Bob there, I didnt close my eyes all night for fear of what I might wake up too. I tried to make the hours go past. I sang, I looked at stars, I looked at the pages in that little map book, I took the pen and found Kerrville,Texas and put a Big X on it. I do believe that river probably got a little deeper that night with all those tears I shed. I had so many thoughts I couldnt keep my mind straight. What if they didnt let Bob out? What if that keep him a week? What am I going to do? I dont know anyone here. Actually, I dont even know where the hell Kerrville,Texas is. Could I make it back to Shreveport if I had to? How am I going to survive without Bob? Why did that guy lie about the pot when it was his? Why do people lie so much? Wish I had a hamburger...I wonder when the Sun is going to come up. I do believe that was one of the longest nights of my life. Finally I saw the daylight coming and I felt much better. I gathered up the packs and started looking for that Police Station. They didnt even tell me directions to where it was, those dam not-so-helpful-redneck-hippie hating-cops. I carried those heavy packs and it took me awhile, I had to keep stopping and getting better grips on them because with both of them they probably weighed as much as me, I only weighed 90 lbs. I was struggling down the sidewalk when some lady stopped and asked what I was doing.. I told her I was looking for the police station and she said shed drive me. She stopped and got me a cup of hot chocolate and a few donuts ,drove me to tell right place and wished me luck. I walked in dragging those dam heavy packs and there was a desk with a cop sitting there and some benches along the wall. I explained to him that Bob was arrested and all that. He told me that I was too early and to come back , in an hour. I started to sit on that bench there and the bastard said, You cant sit in here until 8:00. So, I dont really understand that rule because the door was unlocked and he was sitting in there, but I knew Id best keep my mouth shut or I might be shot and tossed in a ditch! I waited outside on the courthouse lawn expecting to be kicked off that too. Bob was wearing his watch so I had no dam idea what time it was, but I sure didnt want to go back in until I was certain that hour was up. At least the courthouse squirrels liked me, several of them came close and I fed them what I had left of my donuts that lady bought me. I asked the friendliest squirrel why he stayed in such a crappie town ,he just grabbed the rest of the donut and took off..I guess I insulted him. I figured by now an hour must have passed, so I picked up those packs which seemed to get heavier every time I sat them down and I made my way back in. The desk cop told me to sit on the bench, which I just found funny as hell because thats what I as trying to do a dam hour ago. So I just sat there reading all the posters on the wall, I found it really ironic that one said something like Kerrville Law Enforcement...We Work For The Public Well..I might be a 16 year old drop-out but I got enough sence to know that I wasnt one of the YOUs that they were working for! Time seemed to drag on when finally a door opened and it was Bob ,he was with an older man that introduced his self as a Bondsman. We walked from there to this mans office across the street. Thank heavens I didnt have to carry those dam backpacks by myself. We got in his office and it was really messy with files and boxes of papers everywhere. Bob and him worked out some deal to where Bob could be out on bond and he would do some kind of work for the guy starting Monday..this was Friday.The fella took pictures of Bob on one of those instamatic cameras and told Bob, I have a nose like a Hound and if you think about running, Ill pick up your scent! Well dam..at least Bob was out and I wasnt by myself in this crazy little unfriendly town. Bob and I had some food stamps left that someone had given us, so we found a store, bought some food and I showed him the way back to that park. It looked slot different in the daylight and with Bob there. We played the blanket out on that beautiful green grass beside the river and had ourselves a picnic..Then I fell asleep and took a long needed nap and with Bob there I felt safe again even though we were in a town that seemed like the center of Hell.
Posted on: Thu, 21 Nov 2013 20:58:04 +0000
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