I came at the bars and gestured at the police man close by, “Please police, can you give me listening ears. You must give me listening ears, please,” I said.

The police man who had been busy gave the cold shoulders and sighed.

I clamored for his attention and gave a sober look across my face and the burly police man finally tilted backward and gazed upon my sorry face, “What is it, Melissa?” he asked and looked forward to continue with his job.

My eyes line up with tears as I clenched my jaw. “I need to be released on bail. What offence did I commit to be placed...