Hong Kong Young Writers Anthologies Fiction 4567 | Page 373

Next morning, she called Lily. She felt her heart pounding as the phone rang on the other end.
Lily’s soft voice sounded excited “ Hello Hazel, I have good news. Mr. Chen says he will talk to you.”
“Oh, thank you! I will be there in half an hour.” Hazel felt giddy with relief.
Hazel knocked at the door. Lily opened the door with a smile. Hazel went in and took out her notepad
and recorder.
“Good morning Mr. Chen.”
“What is that?” He asked pointing to the recorder.
“It’s a recording machine, Mr. Chen, to help me if I forgot to write something down.”
“No no... I am not talking to any machine.” he said distrustfully.
“Oh, alright, I will put this away. I will just make notes, is that ok with you?”
“Fine. What is that you want to ask?” Mr. Chen said.
There was a commotion outside the door. Three uniformed men burst into the house and two of them
grabbed her arms on either side. The third one took out a pair of handcuffs. Hazel started to scream.
“Wait, what is this? Why are you arresting her?” Lily protested.
“Arresting?
No, no you got it wrong... She has escaped from the Shanghai Mental Health Center!”
Mr. Chen and Lily stood stunned and speechless as they led Hazel away.