As I was walking down the street I was thinking about how I was going to spend this money and where I was going to go; just then I came up on an alley. I saw a chair in the alley. The alley seemed mighty clean, so I looked around, I saw a store across the street; so I said to myself I would go over there and buy me a cold pop and a bag of chips and come back and get out of this hot sun. Just as I was coming out of the store, I saw two men heading for the alley so I rushed across the street to the alley because I wanted that seat under the shade tree.
As I was running to the chair I was thinking, damn I just want to be alone; the two men came down the alley also I was a little scared but I didn’t let them know. They just looked at me and smiled. One of the men said, “Hi little lady.” I said hi. One of the men went behind the garbage can and got two little stools from behind it and sat on it. It looked like it had been there for years. One guy turned around and said, “See, we have our own.” I just looked and kept on eating my chips; one of the men pulled out some cheap wine and start to drink it. I didn’t say anything.
But at first I was thinking, “Why do we have to share this alley?” Then I thought, “Hell, why not.” One of the men was looking at me. He turned the bottle and said, “Those chips look good.” So I asked him if he wanted some; he said yes and he EVEN said thank you. I thought he might not have eaten in days so I said, look, which one of you wants to go to the store for more chips, I said, I’m buying. One of the men said he would go! I gave him $20. As he was in the store the man pulled his chair up and started talking to me. I asked him if I could have some of his drink. He said, why sure, so I turn the bottle up as we ate chips and drank wine together. It was getting later and later. The sun had gone down. It was night. I was having so much fun I didn’t even know I was drunk. One of the men helped me down the steps to their apartment, laid me on the floor, and covered me up. They talked to me until I fell asleep. I woke up the next day I had slept the whole day away. I jumped up and one of the men handed me a towel to wash my face; he looked at me and said, good morning sleepy head. I said good morning. He asked me if I had any money.
I said sure I do, let’s go to the store! So we walked to three different stores, one to buy wine, the other was to get some new clothes and to buy a cooler and lunch meat and bread. I went from drinking pops to drinking wine; it seemed like we knew each other for a lifetime. The next day they showed me the ropes, like how to go out and beg for money so that I would not have to spend my own. So every morning we went out begging and went home to drink wine, eat, and look at TV. Most of the time we talked. They always would tell me about the good old days. We had formed a relationship. I really wanted to call this home but as you may guess, something always stands in the way of me being happy. It wasn’t rape or money this time. Tune in tomorrow to see what happened to the drunk and the runaway.
Sign off—The Runaway