Joanne's thoughts at this time had turned to how she was ever going to meet Mr.Joanne's thoughts at this time had turned to how she was ever going to meet Mr. Right to take her away from all of this when she had to work the hours she did. Tired, but still restless, she had been watching the movie when one of the actresses lit a long, brown cigarette. Joanne threw on some clothes, drove to the nearby 7-11 and asked for a carton of "long, brown cigarettes." [The poor girl says she doesn't know why, but she felt that she had to have _those_ particular cigarettes.] She practically ripped the carton open and smoked two before leaving the parking lot, and a third during the ride home. She reports that after having smoked, she became very calm and drowsy. Joanne went to bed at 1130 and slept soundly. She returned to work that night, on time, and made her appointed rounds up to, and including the 0030 one. It was shortly after that visit that the urge to smoke hit her again, very strongly. She was compelled to leave the nurses' station, go to her car, and retrieve a pack from the carton that had been left there. It was again almost time for her to check the patient, so she just went straight to Mr. Cross' room. Where she now stood, ignorant of her original purpose for being in the room, watching herself smoke a long, brown cigarette. |