Bonnie followed Clyde into their hotel room, it was small but cozy. It was better than some of the other places they had stayed at. If only they could stay at those fancy, beautiful hotels in New York. But that was just a dream well one of her dreams. She often felt that she didn't want to rob banks anymore maybe she could settle down and have a normal life. Though all thoughts of this were out of her mind when she robbed banks. Robbing banks was a thrill to her, she had grown up a small town in Texas where nothing exciting ever happened. Nothing happened until Clyde Barrow came into town. She smiled as she remembered it…
Bonnie sat on her bed, it was early in the morning, she thought about skipping work for the day. Finally get up, she began to get dressed in a simple yellow dress that she had always loved. Her hair naturally flipped out at the ends, combing them down she side parted it and let the rest of it flip out. Suddenly she noticed something through her window, looking down into the front yard she noticed a man looking at her mother's car.
"Hey." She called.
The man looked around and then looked up at her. He said nothing.
"What you doin' with my Mama's car? Wait there."
Quickly she pulled on her shoe and ran down the
old wooden stairs and out to the yard, "Don't you feel any shame
trying to steal an old lady's car?"
"What are you talkin' about. I've been thinkin' bout' buyin' one myself."
"Bull. You hardly have enough money to buy dinner let alone a car."
"Yeah but I do have enough money to buy a Coke. Would you like to go into town?"
"Aww well I'm goin' into to work anyway."
They began walking slowly down the dirt road, they had plenty of time to talk although neither of them wanted to talk about their lives much. As they walked into down and into town, the man looked around,"So what do you do for fun around here?"
She laughed, "Nothin' really."
"Just sit around listenin' to the radio?"
"Well what do you do for fun?"
He laughed, "I haven't had fun for years." Pointing to his left foot, "See my foot? I cut two of my toes off with an axe."
"What? Why?"
"To get out of working in jail."
"Jail!"
He smiled his charming smile and walked on…..