It was my girlfriend from reform school Darla, who used to call herself Daria sometimes, after some old cartoon character she was an obsessive fan of.... She lived with her mom about 40 miles away in the university town of Chapel Hill. She had tentative plans to drive over and visit me this weekend, but she would call first. This was her call."Karen?" This is Karen. Hi, Darla." I'll be there in an hour if it's okay with you." Cool. What do you want to do?" Just sit and talk." She was. Well not until the last of my four 12 hour shifts on when, as it was a Friday, I ventured up to my supervisor's office to give the weekly report and go over anything scheduled for the next week.I was greeted by Wendy, his p.a. secretary and general dogsbody. She's a lovely woman, a bottle blonde, tall leggy Barbie doll type, getting on a bit with a bit too much makeup and with a sharp tongue if you got on the wrong side of her."Hi John, he's busy with a technical problem at head office on the. I found it was raining. It was unexpected rain as till morning there were no clouds.When we were returning there were clouds but I didn’t expect that it would rain. She realized and asked me to come inside. The downpour became heavy and it started to feel cold. She asked if I will drink tea. I said OK. She made tea and we began sipping it. I put on the TV and began switching from channel to channel.Finally, I found a movie and began watching it. She was there too and after some time in the. " I tried to keep my voice soft, andrespectful. Contrite, even."This is serious, young man. Now, the district attorney has submitteda plea agreement proposal, which states that it is your contentionthat you simply abetted the crime, without fore-knowledge of thenature of the goods. Is that correct?"I nodded again."And I assume counsel has explained the agreement to you, includingall the relevant possible penalties? And you agree to it?"My counsel had talked a little bit, but I wasn't in.