She tossed the bouquet, danced with her father, had a piece of cake, everything a girl was supposed to have at a wedding reception.And, to be honest, ...I was glad. Lorraine was as close to a kid as I was going to have. I'd known her since her conception and had been her 'Uncle John' her whole life. It was kind of nice that she - and Drew - were both acting like I was supposed to be in the family pictures and not in the background with the other guests."Uncle John!" Lorraine found me enjoying a. A small red X on the back inside cover of her jacket explained her transfer.He knew the code. It indicated that someone considered her a high profile inmate;a potential source of trouble or embarrassment. Perhaps they wanted her outof Camp Parks because she was making trouble of some sort, maybe focusing toomuch attention to the system by complaining to her family or the press, stirringup the other inmates or agitating to get her sentence reduced or overturned.He'd see to it that she was a lot. "It took a while to get to Pritchard, but Joe was recognized as someone with priority access by Pritchard's staff. After the greeting, Joe asked Jason "Would you consider shutting down the attacks on the Naked in School Program if it essentially ended right now?" Define essentially." No student would ever be forced to undress again." That's not enough, Joe." Oh? Why not?" Joe asked."We're going to get that, anyway. The Program is dead. It may take some days or weeks, but it's done for." So,. As was custom, Ardt’s family was the last to say goodbye. As the youngest of his children, Bena was the first of his family to reach the metal coffin. She stopped at the foot, her eyes inconsolable as she ran them down the man who’d been her father.The guilt rose within her even as the bile rose in her throat. She’d done this. This was her doing. This was the final cost of her decision.She kept thinking back to that day and that terrible choice. She kept telling herself she’d done as her father.