Ciudad Juárez (Mexico) -- Fiction; El Paso (Tex.) -- Fiction; Prostitutes -- Fiction
"What did he say, Ev?" asked Pearl, anxiously, as Evelyn sat down.
"Oh, nothing, honey--he wanted to see you. He had calmed down and you
won't have nothing more to worry about, so you just rest and get well."
"I'm afraid you ladies will have to go now," said the nurse, as she
came to the foot of the bed.
"I'll be up later and see if I can do anything," said Evelyn, as she and
Mickey rose to go.
"Come back as soon as they will let you," said Pearl.
"All right, honey, we'll go and move your things now, and then we will
be back later. Now, don't you worry, honey, you just rest--good-bye," as
they left the room.
"What did he have to say, Ev?" as they reached the street.
"Well, it ain't so much what he said, but it's the way he said it. I'm
afraid he might kill her if he gets hold of her again. Of course, he is
sorry and all that now, but the next time he gets mad at her, or catches
her with somebody else, he will kill her as sure as there is a Heaven.
He said if he couldn't have her, no one else could, and you know him,
Mickey, he means business."
"You're right there, Ev, that guy means business. Well, he can't get at
her there in the hospital."
"I'm not afraid of him doing anything to her there--he wants to make up
with her now--it's when he gets mad at her again that I'm afraid of, but
I'm pretty sure she is off him now for good."
"Yeah--and it's a shame. If she could only have cared for that guy, even
a little bit, she would have been sitting pretty, but love is blind, so
they claim, so she falls for Harry, and he also gets the Hell beat out
of him. Well, it sure was some fight."
A week passed, rather uneventful--the Mexican trouble was settled and
the border opened again. Evelyn spent as much time as possible with
Pearl, accompanied by Mickey. Harry had already left the hospital, and
Pearl would be out in a few days. The rest had done her good, and she
gained weight in those few days.
"Has Harry been to see you today?" asked Evelyn.
"Sure, he was over to see me this morning. He looks as good as ever, and
he is so sweet. The nurse told me I could leave here in the
morning--ain't that good news?"
"I'm sure glad, but what are you going to do about Big Boy? You don't
know it, but he has damn near driven me crazy--he is wild to see you--he
knows Harry has been up here whenever he wants to come, and he is wild
with jealousy."
"Well, it's up to me to stay out of his way. He knows where you live,
and he can come up there any time he wants to, so I'll have to stay in a
hotel so he can't come up. Won't you move in with me for a while, Ev?"
"Sure, kid, I'll move in with you for a while. I know how you feel and
I'm kinda tired of that apartment, anyhow. Let's move to the McCoy, what
do you say? I think you'll like it."
"All right, Ev, you go pick out the room, so I will have some place to
go to in the morning."
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