No, no, no.

"Um, no, I'm not. I think you've confused me for someone else," you murmur, a bit frightened by the strength of this policeman.

"Oh, my mistake. I'm very sorry... Miss... ?"

Uh oh, he wants a name! Think! Think! "April." It's the first name that comes into your head.

"April... ?" he asks, obviously wanting a second name

"April Potter," you say, seizing on the first name that comes to your head.

"Well, Miss Potter, sorry for the trouble. Thought you were someone else... ," he sighs deeply, and you almost feel sorry for him. But hey, you've got problems too! And, as you watch him drive off, you can't help but wonder... wonder what to do next.

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