She gleamed in anticipation. Being on the receiving end of those visits, he realized just how long it had been since he had a really good look at his ...young wife. She was only nineteen after all, and she was being subjected to so much at such a ripe age. She had always come and gone so quickly (he knew she hated the logistics of jail time) that he thought very little of her more subtle changes. As he walked out of the locked room, she jumped up to greet him. It had been so long since he had seen. Without food, the clock was ticking. His only hope now was to gain access to the central computer before he starved, and send a distress call.He marched off to the central computer door that he had found the day before, it must be open now that he had disabled the locks. He found it, the yellow warning labels visible beneath the frost. He turned the handle, meeting resistance, and finding that was still locked. He slammed the door with his gloved fist as frustration overwhelmed him.“Why!? Why. "Brie, Honey, I have to ask if you have been told about the changes in your body that seem to appear. I mean do you know about menstruation and all that girl stuff that should be coming along any day now?"Brie sat up, hugged me around the neck, and said, "Daddy, that is girl stuff and Mommy told me some of it and Marcia told me some more too, but why do I have to bleed every month. I mean, why do I have to do that?"I tried to explain what I knew; well, I really knew most of it, but I tried to. Ithought long and hard about where to go tonight, ok? Please don't ruinthis night for us, ok?" Why? Are you proposing or something?" Cathy teased.Alice took a more mature approach. "Don't worry, Ricky. Just enjoy yourmovie and forget we're here. We'll walk out to the parking lot with youafterwards. Ok?"Ricky shook his head. "Ok." He turned and settled heavily into hisseat.Quinn looked over the seat at the sisters and made a face that said,'Maybe that was a mistake.'"Don't worry," Alice smiled.