America 1982

Dennis Herbers didn't expect that the few prescription pills he gave to each of the students at Holy Cross High School would make the Holy Cross High School Board of Trustees and Parent Council an enemy.

He just followed Tommy Hawke's instructions and gave a small amount of medicine to a few high school students he didn't know well as gifts to show his friendship to his peers. Then on the third day, two policemen showed up in a police car. school, and brought him from school to the police station for questioning.

"So, kid, two days ago in the afternoon, you sold these little pills to Holy Cross High School students, right?" Dennis Herbers was taken to the interview room, and the police took out the Holy Cross High School Board of Trustees and called the police. The few prescriptions he had brought were thrown on the table, and he shook his head dejectedly.

If the school board and parent committee of the private high school hadn't called the police, and even specially arranged for a lawyer to watch the police and make sure to find out the whole incident, he wouldn't have had to travel all the way because of 25 prescription pills. At this moment None of the assholes in the holding cell awaiting questioning seemed to be in more trouble than a high school kid from a crappy high school.

"Selling? No, of course not, I gave it to them, they are my friends, I just gave them a gift." Dennis Herbers responded to the police's inquiry.

A police officer looked at Dennis Herbers with a serious look: "We learned from those students that you did use the wording of giving and gifts, and you did not charge a fee, but you should be aware of the dangers of this drug. , it’s not an ice cream or a music album.”

"Hazardous? Of course not. Are you kidding me, officer? These are not drugs. They are Adderall and Quaalude, which are harmless to humans and animals. If you want to review your homework late at night without being affected by fatigue, just take a few pills. You will be energetic until dawn, and after you finish your homework, take Quaaludes to ensure a comfortable sleep."

"Why are you giving them this drug?"

"Officer, you don't know me? Dennis Herbers, the man of the year at Lincoln High School, the 'Prisoners of Fire' rock band from Holy Cross High School invited me to attend their concert at the school. I was flattered, you know, those private The students in high school used to be very virtuous, but now, they have invited me and are willing to be my friends. Of course, I have to show politeness, so I pooled my money and bought some gifts for them that I thought they might need. ...Well...I thought when they held a concert, they would take some pills to increase energy like me at Lincoln High School." Dennis Herbs spread his hands to the police and said helplessly: "It seems that they Don’t like this kind of thing.”

The police had already learned about the high school boy across from him through the school. Apart from his tendency to show off himself, he actually didn’t have many bad habits. Furthermore, through the Drug Enforcement Administration’s file system, there was no record of any drug addicts or illegal drugs. In addition, There were only twenty-five prescription pills on the table, so the police could only give him a lecture, which was not even enough for a formal registration. What's more, the guy was still underage.

The most they could do was call Lincoln High School, ask the school to intervene in the follow-up procedures, and then let him go.

"Kid, the way you make friends is a bit unpleasant. I think the entire Holy Cross High School refuses to be friends with you now." The policeman sighed, picked up the inquiry book on the table to end the conversation, and casually said to Dennis Herbert Burse asked what he thought was his last question: "So, you bought twenty-five prescription pills, right? Don't do something stupid like this again next time, this thing will poison your brain, kid." "

"Twenty-five pills? No, I spent a lot of money to buy a hundred Adderall pills and fifty Quaalude pills. I thought at that time that maybe the fans at the concert also needed some entertainment. It would be a good way to make new friends. Place." Dennis Herbers said to the police with an ignorant and fearless expression.

The policeman was unscrewing the pen and preparing to write. He paused for a moment and looked up at Dennis Herbers: "One hundred Adderall pills and fifty Quaalude pills?"

"Yes, officer, I paid ninety-six dollars and twenty-five cents for it," Dennis Herbers said.

The policeman looked at the drugs on the table: "There are only twenty-five pills here."

"The rest are kept in my locker at school, and I plan to take them over to give them to them when the concert officially starts."

"You can't buy so many drugs at a time through a pharmacy or clinic. No doctor would prescribe this kind of medicine. Who sold it to you, kid." The policeman closed the inquiry book.

Dennis shrugged: "Teacher Hugh Spade, he is very nice, but he likes to raise prices."

…

Hugh Spade sat at his desk, closed the lesson plan he had just finished, and breathed a sigh of relief.

In the past few days, he felt that his life was back on track. The woman Melonie paid him another hundred yuan, which allowed Hugh Spade to use the money to buy the latest baby thermostat and a silver coin. He is planning to visit his child's mother on her birthday and give it to her as a gift to see if there is a chance for her to change his mind, marry him, give his child a complete family, and most importantly, end his current miserable single life.

In this way, I will not have to be forced to withdraw money from my salary account by the Child Protection Bureau, and I will be able to enjoy the social benefits that will come after the child is born.

"Mr. Spade, are you busy now?" A gray-haired school janitor knocked on the open office door and asked with a smile to Hugh Spade who was taking a nap inside.

"Of course not, Mr. Charles, what am I...Oh..." Before Hugh Spade could finish his pleasantries with the other party, a police officer appeared outside the door, which shocked him.

The school janitor pointed to the police and introduced Hugh Spade: "There are two police officers who want to see you."

"But I only saw one." Hugh Spade's nervousness flashed across his face, and then he said with a smile: "Are you lost in our beautiful garden-like Sinclair Elementary School? Please come in and sit down, police officer."

"Another police officer went to the principal's office to inquire about your situation, Mr. Hugh Spade." The policeman looked to be in his forties, with a weathered face. He walked up to Hugh Spade with an expressionless expression. Staring at him, he tapped the police title with three silver olive branches on his shoulders: "I am Lenny Kerton, Detective Sergeant of the Warwick Police Department."

Hugh Spade swallowed nervously and tried to smile: "What's the matter, Mr. Sergeant?"

"When we were reprimanding a high school student, we learned that he had bought some addictive psychotropic prescription drugs from you three days ago. We would like to ask you to return to the police station to cooperate with the investigation. This is a document signed by the Warwick Police Chief. , you can keep it for yourself." Lenny Cotton took out a piece of paper from his pocket and handed it to Hugh Spade.

Hugh Spade cursed secretly in his heart, but immediately recovered: "Mr. Police Officer, as far as I know, even if I sold some prescription drugs, the most it would be is a reprimand talk and putting me on the list of people who need attention. It doesn't need to be like this." Big fanfare.”

Lenny Cotton glanced at the gift Hugh Spade put on the table to give to his girlfriend when he got off work: "The latest electronic thermostat, huh? Forty-seven dollars. As far as I know, if you don't have a part-time job , based on your income, it’s unlikely that you can afford this thing.”

"Mr. Police Officer, you have to respect me enough. I am a teacher, not a criminal." Hugh Spade thought he understood drug control. Those drugs were no reason for the police to treat him like this, so he spoke in a bad tone. shot back.

Lenny Kerton nodded noncommittally: "I understand your feelings, but all the members of the Holy Cross High School Parent Committee obviously don't think so. The drugs you sold almost made those proud people addicted to drugs, and, you Do you really think that selling 150 controlled prescription drugs at a time is just a reprimand? Maybe there will be a reprimand, but it is not just a reprimand. First of all, you have to follow me back to the police station. I will give you the greatest respect. It's best if you don't force me to take away the drug dealer before I treat you as a primary school teacher instead of a drug dealer. Just cooperate and walk out and get in the police car, now."