there’s drama outside my bedroom window. i can see two cop cars and an ambulance. i’m not sure what’s going on but this is what i heard:
“i don’t want her to go to jail,” guy’s voice.
“she’s not going to jail,” cop’s voice.
sobbing girl.
“look, i’m not playing games,” cop’s voice. “just tell me what she took, or we’ll put her on hold.”

now some woman is howling about $500 and how she can’t afford it, and the cop is asking if they have a plastic bag. she keeps crying “i’m sorry, i’m sorry.”

they’re trying to get her in the ambulance and she’s freaking out.

“please don’t do that, please don’t do that,” she’s screaming. “that’s just gonna freak me out. i’m not crazy. i’m telling you i’m not crazy. please, please i’m freaking out.”

someone keeps shouting her name and telling her to calm down.

now she’s howling “PLEASE DON’T DO THAT.” it’s even starting to creep me out and make my heart race.

i can hear a female cop or paramedic trying to calm her down, but the freaking out lady will have none of it. now she’s just sobbing and sobbing. it sounds like she’s on my patio.