I know what I have to do. I paused for a second, thinking. His breathing was still steady. I go out into the rainy night. There's a roadhouse down the way a couple of miles.
Rough men go there to drink and play pool.
I walk there in the rain, my dress soaked and clinging to my body. I see the lights. I'm afraid of the men, but I know what must be done. I open the door cautiously. Inside, the place is filled with men.