N: He's dead.
Tears flowed from her eyes like a river carrying streams of pain. She sat there not knowing how to go on. The rain continued to fall, anxiously. A window blew in wet night winds swarming from the sky. It swayed through her hair and wrapped itself around her body like a gentle silk touch. The sky that hung outside was a dark midnight blue. Rain continued to pour. She looked outside frost and began to fall into a deep stare. Troy didn't know what to do. Surely, he didn't want to press her, but he had to know just what happened. He walked to towards her. As he began to press her to go on, he stopped shaken at what he saw. Her eyes were empty the tears lay on her face, but her eyes were cold and distant. Her face was pale has the fog on a hazy morning. He followed her dark stare outside the window. It was like she was staring into an open space. Troy turned around to look at her, but her eyes were steadfast. Then like the midst from a waterfall he heard her voice. Nora's voice was so soft he could barely hear her. Slowly, her lips began to fall into the words searching for the strength to go on.
N: (talking as if in a trance) My hands wrapped around it, and I hit him as hard as I could.
Troy was confused he didn't want to interrupt her.
N: O, yes now you'll know the story. (pausing for a moment) I was in the bathroom, that morning. And then I heard a beating on the door, it was him. I got up from the floor to answer the door. That's when he grabbed me by the throat and held me against the wall. I was still so tired and I was half out of my mind. I didn't understand why he was doing the things he was doing. He threw me around for a little while. (Troy's hurtful expression went unseen) I crawled away from him and got up to run downstairs. He followed me. I was running through the house trying to get to a phone. He caught me and threw me up against the wall. Then he punched me in my stomach.
Still no tears had fallen. Troy was angry that he couldn't protect her. He watched Nora's emotions has she told the story. He was amazed at what he saw. She had none.
N: I was angry and I fought him back but he was always bigger than me. I crawled to the living room holding my stomach. I could here him behind me. I panicked. I could feel his hands grab me from the floor. He shoved me to the couch and got on top of me.
This time her face frowned into anger.
N: He crushed his lips to mine. His hands were everywhere. I became overly angry and I couldn't take it anymore. It was the way he hit me.(her teeth began to grind has she spoke) the way he tried to touch me.and the way he treated me when he was finished. My eyes fell on the fireplace, that's when I saw the poker. He was slobbering all over me, and I couldn't take it anymore, so I kicked him between the legs. He slapped me and pinned my arms above my head. I kicked him again harder, this time he fell to the floor in pain. I got up and stood by the fireplace he got up and came towards me. Telling me I couldn't do without him, I stood there with the poker behind my back. Then he lunged at me. I hit him. and hit him. and hit him. (her hands were wrapped as though she was still holding it.) He laid there never moving an inch. I thought he was dead, so I ran to the bedroom and threw on a coat and ran out the house. I didn't know what to do. I just got in my car and drove here. I was so tired. And didn't know how I was going to explain to you what happened. I fell asleep at your doorstep in the rain. I felt so worthless and tired, that I just passed out.
Troy didn't know what to say. Her whole demeanor had changed. How could she ever have lived through that. He walked over to the bed and sat next to her. Her lips quivered as her eyes began to fill with tears. Her head began to shake and she looked down at her hands.
N: He was always so kind, I don't understand what I did to turn him into a monster.
T: No, Nora, don't. You look at me. (turning her head with his hand) You didn't do anything, but try and take what he gave you. Don't you ever worry because he'll never lay a finger on you again. I promise you that.
N: Never break your promise, Troy, please.
T: I promise (hugging her) Now, how about that pizza.
N: (Breaking into a laugh) Troy what would I do without you?
T: You what I ask myself the samething, I love you.
N: I love you, too.
T: (pulling her up from the bed) Yea, well I'm starving.(holding Nora's hand and running downstairs)
The alarm clock went off with a noise which through Detective Dennis Mitchell from his bed. He groaned and got up from the floor. He walked to the bathroom and shaved and showered. He had to get to the office right away. To see what was happening on the Rappaport case. He remembered the file. It stated that Sam Rappaport hadn't died he had been near death, but the paramedics had revived him. In this case, he would be looking for the suspect for attempted murder and not exactly murder. Therefore, Sam Rappaport was still alive.
The Dennis walked into the station and head straight for Bo's office.
D: Good morning, commisionner.
B: Have a seat, Dennis. (waiting for him to sit down) When you got here to this town I knew you would do your boss good. That's why I put you on this case. I've never been a big fan of Rappaport, but the law is the law.
D: I understand that, sir.
B: Well, the reason why I wanted to talk to you was because a very good friend of mine is involved.
D: Let me guess, Nora Rappaport?
B: Yes, and I don't want to see her hurt.
D: I can under that, sir, but if she is responsible then I'll have to do my job.
B: Yea, well, don't think you have everything firguired out because you might be surprised at what you find.
D: Well, thank you, sir. (rising from his chair) I have work to do. (walking out office and closing the door.)
He had never met this woman before nor had he seen her before. He had just moved to Llanview and he didn't know very many people. He wasn't married, in fact he had no social life. He had worked in the homocide diviosn in New York for years but now he found himself in a small town, boredom had imprisoned him since he got there. This place was nothing like the city. It was peaceful and calm. Then, out of the blue a man almost gets his head knocked off his shoulders. He sat at his desk looking at the photo of the woman. Who was she, he thought. She had long red hair, and big brown eyes. He put her picture down and read the file some more. He read about the some of the things that were out of place and the other strange things. Then he remembered the things he had gotten from the docter's house. The towel had come back inconclusive, but he had sent it to forensics once again. Then as he read, his eye was caught by something he hadn't expected. He closed the folder and walked out the station. He decided maybe it was time to pay Sam Rappaport a visit in the hospital.
Tears flowed from her eyes like a river carrying streams of pain. She sat there not knowing how to go on. The rain continued to fall, anxiously. A window blew in wet night winds swarming from the sky. It swayed through her hair and wrapped itself around her body like a gentle silk touch. The sky that hung outside was a dark midnight blue. Rain continued to pour. She looked outside frost and began to fall into a deep stare. Troy didn't know what to do. Surely, he didn't want to press her, but he had to know just what happened. He walked to towards her. As he began to press her to go on, he stopped shaken at what he saw. Her eyes were empty the tears lay on her face, but her eyes were cold and distant. Her face was pale has the fog on a hazy morning. He followed her dark stare outside the window. It was like she was staring into an open space. Troy turned around to look at her, but her eyes were steadfast. Then like the midst from a waterfall he heard her voice. Nora's voice was so soft he could barely hear her. Slowly, her lips began to fall into the words searching for the strength to go on.
N: (talking as if in a trance) My hands wrapped around it, and I hit him as hard as I could.
Troy was confused he didn't want to interrupt her.
N: O, yes now you'll know the story. (pausing for a moment) I was in the bathroom, that morning. And then I heard a beating on the door, it was him. I got up from the floor to answer the door. That's when he grabbed me by the throat and held me against the wall. I was still so tired and I was half out of my mind. I didn't understand why he was doing the things he was doing. He threw me around for a little while. (Troy's hurtful expression went unseen) I crawled away from him and got up to run downstairs. He followed me. I was running through the house trying to get to a phone. He caught me and threw me up against the wall. Then he punched me in my stomach.
Still no tears had fallen. Troy was angry that he couldn't protect her. He watched Nora's emotions has she told the story. He was amazed at what he saw. She had none.
N: I was angry and I fought him back but he was always bigger than me. I crawled to the living room holding my stomach. I could here him behind me. I panicked. I could feel his hands grab me from the floor. He shoved me to the couch and got on top of me.
This time her face frowned into anger.
N: He crushed his lips to mine. His hands were everywhere. I became overly angry and I couldn't take it anymore. It was the way he hit me.(her teeth began to grind has she spoke) the way he tried to touch me.and the way he treated me when he was finished. My eyes fell on the fireplace, that's when I saw the poker. He was slobbering all over me, and I couldn't take it anymore, so I kicked him between the legs. He slapped me and pinned my arms above my head. I kicked him again harder, this time he fell to the floor in pain. I got up and stood by the fireplace he got up and came towards me. Telling me I couldn't do without him, I stood there with the poker behind my back. Then he lunged at me. I hit him. and hit him. and hit him. (her hands were wrapped as though she was still holding it.) He laid there never moving an inch. I thought he was dead, so I ran to the bedroom and threw on a coat and ran out the house. I didn't know what to do. I just got in my car and drove here. I was so tired. And didn't know how I was going to explain to you what happened. I fell asleep at your doorstep in the rain. I felt so worthless and tired, that I just passed out.
Troy didn't know what to say. Her whole demeanor had changed. How could she ever have lived through that. He walked over to the bed and sat next to her. Her lips quivered as her eyes began to fill with tears. Her head began to shake and she looked down at her hands.
N: He was always so kind, I don't understand what I did to turn him into a monster.
T: No, Nora, don't. You look at me. (turning her head with his hand) You didn't do anything, but try and take what he gave you. Don't you ever worry because he'll never lay a finger on you again. I promise you that.
N: Never break your promise, Troy, please.
T: I promise (hugging her) Now, how about that pizza.
N: (Breaking into a laugh) Troy what would I do without you?
T: You what I ask myself the samething, I love you.
N: I love you, too.
T: (pulling her up from the bed) Yea, well I'm starving.(holding Nora's hand and running downstairs)
The alarm clock went off with a noise which through Detective Dennis Mitchell from his bed. He groaned and got up from the floor. He walked to the bathroom and shaved and showered. He had to get to the office right away. To see what was happening on the Rappaport case. He remembered the file. It stated that Sam Rappaport hadn't died he had been near death, but the paramedics had revived him. In this case, he would be looking for the suspect for attempted murder and not exactly murder. Therefore, Sam Rappaport was still alive.
The Dennis walked into the station and head straight for Bo's office.
D: Good morning, commisionner.
B: Have a seat, Dennis. (waiting for him to sit down) When you got here to this town I knew you would do your boss good. That's why I put you on this case. I've never been a big fan of Rappaport, but the law is the law.
D: I understand that, sir.
B: Well, the reason why I wanted to talk to you was because a very good friend of mine is involved.
D: Let me guess, Nora Rappaport?
B: Yes, and I don't want to see her hurt.
D: I can under that, sir, but if she is responsible then I'll have to do my job.
B: Yea, well, don't think you have everything firguired out because you might be surprised at what you find.
D: Well, thank you, sir. (rising from his chair) I have work to do. (walking out office and closing the door.)
He had never met this woman before nor had he seen her before. He had just moved to Llanview and he didn't know very many people. He wasn't married, in fact he had no social life. He had worked in the homocide diviosn in New York for years but now he found himself in a small town, boredom had imprisoned him since he got there. This place was nothing like the city. It was peaceful and calm. Then, out of the blue a man almost gets his head knocked off his shoulders. He sat at his desk looking at the photo of the woman. Who was she, he thought. She had long red hair, and big brown eyes. He put her picture down and read the file some more. He read about the some of the things that were out of place and the other strange things. Then he remembered the things he had gotten from the docter's house. The towel had come back inconclusive, but he had sent it to forensics once again. Then as he read, his eye was caught by something he hadn't expected. He closed the folder and walked out the station. He decided maybe it was time to pay Sam Rappaport a visit in the hospital.