He had nothing to do. He asked, “Can I help?”John paused to consider his answer and realized that it was really Ed’s decision to make. “Would ...you like to come with us?”Ed smiled at the idea of helping someone. Realizing that Beth was coming, he knew that Kelly would want to come as well. He said, “You bet. I’ll call Kelly. She’ll want to come, too.”John decided that a little help wouldn’t hurt. He replied, “Okay. I can’t promise that you’ll be safe. We could be walking into a riot for all I. I suggested to him to snap a picture of me, blow it bigger and look at my photo instead and draw from there. I told him I would do it for free or half the fee since I was a lazy model and did not do a good job. So whenever I was tired, I would stop and he had to draw from my pictures instead. He understood my stand and he complied.I admired his work. As an amatuer, he did it pretty well. After the first session, I could tell that he was serious in his work but I could also tell that he was. " He must have had the same thought I did. I wanted a way out in case of fire.He took his pie along with a cup of the jail house coffee with him. I knew for a fact that the fire would go out early. He hadn't bothered to bank it. That meant I was going to need the bed roll. I opened it on the small cot in the back of the cell. I placed a shoe in the cell door. Just to make sure it didn't accidentally swing shut on me.After I was pretty well set, I began reading the Deacon's journal. Five hours. She was so tall that I could tell she was tall even sitting down! She didn't even have to open her mouth for me to see how sophisticated she was. It showed in her bearing. It showed in her expression. She looked very intelligent and very strong.As I looked her over and formed an opinion based on very little I thought, "There is no way that this woman is going to let the judge fuck around behind her back. He wouldn't dare!"She smiled at the chauffer and said, "Not now, Aaron. I'll let you know..