Even closing her eyes to better savour freedom. "You do ‘have a loverly shape, miss, if you’ll excuse me saying so." Amity’s tribute sounded ent...irely genuine.It ended as all things must end. Dorinda did not push her luck. Nor would she evade an issue."Well?" she asked innocently.Amity held up the wicked bits of metal. "In front please, miss." Do me a favor," Dorinda pleaded like a little girl asking for candy. "Let me hold and feel those rotten things for a moment before you lock them on me.. Just not until one o’clock in the morning. Dr. Martin and the guys at the hospital said that the headaches won’t be as much of a problem if I just have some downtime.’ ‘Okay,’ Mr. Baker said. ‘I think that sounds fair.’ ‘And . . . and I want you to go with me to the Special Olympics event on Sunday,’ she said firmly, looking more at her father. ‘I know you’re trying to understand Buddy, but I can only tell you so much. All those guys that showed up and visited me at the hospital had stories. ”“As soon as you and I get through fucking your Mom, I’m going to fuck you again. You give me hope and inspiration for the future of our ventures into the world of real estate investments and investing in the future of our friends - and - those friends we have yet to meet. I’m excited, Guy. I feel like my life has new hope and I want to share what I feel with others.”She was waiting for Mom to answer her cellphone as she talked.“Rita, please come to Guy and me. We need you and we need to. We made an agreement the first week of my sentence that as long as I did whatever he told me to do, that he would protect me from the other guys. I had no choice but to agree. Afterall I was serving a 10 sentence and I didn’t quite feel like getting my ass kicked everyday. I didn’t have do much at first, mainly cleaning the cell, giving him some of my lunch, and sneaking in some cigarettes every now and then. But suddenly things started to change. About a month into my sentence Tyrone came up.