Time passes by, day after day. Night after fearful and dreadful night. I long for my weekly walks to the café and back. Once I made up my mind to learn, I found myself open to so many different things that I was once blind to. I had gone on these walks so many times before deciding to leave and never did anything other than look at the sky and imagine myself somewhere else.
Now, I walk down the dirt path and smile at the women who are overworked and tired of their abusive husbands. I wave at the men tiresomely working for Domino to protect their families. I make funny faces with the few children I see playing with mud piles and dirt. I, in the most subtle way, am making friends.
Waiting for Jessie’s coffee, I search the café to see what merchandise is there to be sold. I’m always sure to be sarcastic with One and Two in front of the man behind the counter and make comments about how I like walking and pretending that I can buy things. I am now convinced this man reports my every move back to Jessie and how One and Two are with me.
For an overpriced coffee, Jessie has the perfect spy. A spy I had no idea was there, until now. This lines up with her despicable personality more than a person helping out a small business owner.
One day, in what feels like years after my decision to break free, as I am walking around the store, I see sleeping pills on the shelf. I pass by them not allowing the heathen of a business man to notice anything. This is a test from Jessie to see if I try to steal the sleeping pills. I am right. That has such a nice ring to it. I am right.
When I return at night, Jessie’s zap immobilizes me. She searches my clothing. She zaps me again before Domino confirms I am not hiding anything. I roll in agony after he concludes, I am begging them both to stop. I’m not faking it. The pain from two close zaps and his furious body search has me wishing for anything to numb the pain, anything.
Domino is hot happy with Jessie. After the two zaps, I am unable to please him and he is leaving the next morning. He gives her a scathing look, like a child being reprimanded she stares at the ground. I play back that scene from time to time to help me feel better.