[Warm]

*As soon as she hears a male voice telling Jasa that she cannot use her cell phone, Iya figures that the call will be cut short. Just then she hears silence on the line, so she hangs up her telephone and goes into the bedroom where she puts on her black, silk nightgown with spaghetti straps and lies on her back across her bed. Staring up at the ceiling, she thinks about Pollie's accident. There but by the grace of God go I. She shakes her head and says a prayer for Pollie.*