“Hey, what are you doing?” said Reuben Jones, turning around to find her seated on the ground, her face buried in his legs, her shoulders twitching as if weeping.

“Alright, okay, stop sobbing, I'll take you home, okay,” Reuben Jones replied, kicking Susan Johnson's foot.

“Leave me alone, please.” Susan Johnson raged.

“OK, then you may stay here for one night,” Reuben Jones rolled his eyes.

“I told Annabelle Smith, you bullied me,” Susan Johnson wept.

“Why did I bully you?” twitched Reuben.

“You are bullying me anyway!” Johnson sobbed.

Reuben Jones wants to go. He'd be done if Susan Johnson, the insane woman, really complained to Annabelle Smith.

“Then...