She didn’t argue.

She curled up on her left side and closed her eyes.

I went over to the wooden desk and sat down in the lone plastic chair.

I reached into my purse and pulled out my wallet.

I spread the bills I had left flat on the scratched desktop.

A ten, a five and three ones.

Eighteen dollars in all.

We had half a tank of gas, eighteen dollars and an emergency court hearing in the morning.