4- I Got Away With It - RT Shores

It was desperate times or I wouldn't have done it...

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The Strip was dangerous right now and everyone was laying low, but Lane was sick and I had to raise some money to her some medicine.

I headed out with a baggie of joints. I would make more money selling joints than larger amounts and it was easier and safer.

I walked Tenth Street to Piedmont and it was mostly abandoned. There wasn't one dealer in sight. That was exciting, but also frightening.

A 'straight' approached me and I hoped he was cool, but I 'felt' he wasn't.

As I slid my hand down the side of my bikini underwear, I saw him look over his shoulder. Two other men began heading his way. 

I stalled and then ran like the dogs of hell were on my heels.

"Freeze! FBI!" I ran faster and made the turn onto Piedmont and the Strip was crowded suddenly. 

My friends and acquaintances tripped the men and stalled them in imaginative ways.

I saw a car of college hippies ready to pull out of a club parking lot and yelled, "Open the door!"

They opened it and I dove in on top of them. (Luckily I was small.)

"Drive!" I screamed and they took off, one closing the door as I curled up. 

"Who's after you?" One asked.

"FBI and thank you. I will hook you up."

"Excellent. Atlanta is dry right now."

"No, just dangerous for us to get it to you." I said, still full of adrenaline.

"Then why do it?"

"My roommate is sick and we have no meds. Could we go by The Fruit Jungle? I will give you half for saving me, but need to sell the other half to buy her meds and maybe a little food."

"An ounce, already rolled, so if you could give me twenty, you get a good deal"

"Sure!" The driver said.

I gave them the baggy of joints and reveived a twenty.

I bought flu meds and juices and was wiped out. 

"Would you mind dropping me at home near Tenth at Piedmont Park?"

"Glad to." The driver said. 

They came in with me, for these were friends I wanted to keep. I hadn't noticed they were carrying bags too. They headed to the kitchen and headed to Lane with apple juice and meds.

She gawked at the people. 

"They saved me from the FBI." She gaped at me. 

"You got away?"

"I got away."

I told out new friends to come by anytime since I would be stuck at home for awhile. They nodded and thanked me, as I did them; profusely.

After they left, i went  to the fridge to put the juice away and found it full of food. Then I noticed packaged foods on the counter with a twenty dollar bill sitting under a can of soup.

College hippies...the best!