The Katelyn Diaries

By

Jayme Smith

I am terrified. Not because the police are here, but because when they arrived and found me hiding in my shop crying, in a performance worthy of an Oscar, they found out my name. Of course they needed to ring my dad. Now I’m in the back of a police car waiting for him. This is swell. I feel like a criminal. Serves you right Katelyn Byrnes. You are a criminal. As soon as the police asked you the first question and you lied to them. You became a criminal. You’re aiding and abetting criminals. Outlaw motorcycle gang members. You’re aiding them and they didn’t even really ask you to. You offered.