Publisher's Synopsis
... after a few minutes she was back to normal. He poured himself another plastic cup of cheap booze and waited to see what would happen next. They were both now silent. "Listen," she finally said. And then there was a long pause. "I saw EVERYTHING last night. On the football field. I saw the whole thing." Leamus just stared at her now. And with a very new focus. He needed to know more. What? Why? How? A full minute passed. She, meanwhile, just sat there and silently played with her paper clip wire and her stupid looking crack pipe. Finally he blurted out ... "Salerno! I get it - you're with Frank!" But then suddenly a grogginess set in and it arrived with a very dull thud. "Hey what's happening?" he inquired. "Did you put something in my drink?" But his language was now slurry. It was quickly getting harder and harder to talk. He looked at her sitting there with her downward cast smirk and managed to get out one last angry question ..."HAVE YOU BEEN SEE'IN THAT LASAGNA MAKING BAST..." But then only darkness. And it was around noon too!
