Chapter 53: “Let's See What the Police Have to Say”
|Sioux City, Iowa, Downtown (Artistic Version)
Today, a total
disaster. All because I decided it was time to get the fuck out of Sioux City now
ꟷ nothing here for me anymore.
I got into a huge fight with Mo this morning about some dirty dishes I
left in the sink last night. Big deal ꟷ I was going to do them this morning,
but I wasn’t about to do them after that old bitch yanked me out of bed at 6:30
a.m. and called me a dirty, lazy hippie whore.
Who needs this abuse?
“I’m getting the fuck out of here,” I said, struggling into my jeans,
sweater, and shoes. I grabbed a travel bag and threw in my diary from high
school, all my letters from Jeff and Pam, and a change of clothes. What else
did I need? In Pennsylvania, I could get a job and buy all the clothes I needed
ꟷ I just wanted out of here, big time. Now.
I slammed the front door behind me and headed for the downtown bus depot
to buy a one-way ticket to York.
Dee followed me, and we got into this huge fight, right in the bus
“Let’s see what the police have to say,” I said.
As we stepped into the police station, a short walking distance from the
bus depot, I knew immediately I had made a huge mistake.
That police matron wouldn’t even listen to me; instead, she had me locked
me in some tiny room while Dee Dee told a bunch of lies. They told me only one
thing: tomorrow, I’m scheduled at the courthouse for some hearing to determine
I wish I could reverse the clock.
“‘Let’s See What the Police Have to Say,’” © copyright 2013 - present, by Jennifer Semple Siegel, may not be reprinted or reposted without the express permission of the author. Published in Memoir Madness: Driven to Involuntary Commitment