”Just thought you might wanna know about your favorite new inmate…but I can come back if it’s such a hassle,” the younger woman says, about to turn and leave. But Nicky gives her a longing stare, so she stays and tells her what she knows, ”Looks like Morello is the new van driver. I saw Mendez take her out to it and they took off. Wonder where they went… Can’t be anything good if it’s Mendez in charge, he’s a perve.”

”Oh shit! Let’s just fucking hope he doesn’t do anything. She seems too much of a people-pleaser to be able to fend for herself,” Nicky sighs, inwardly hoping he won’t do something to the frail inmate. She knows just what a nasty man he is – as does the entire prison – and he will do whatever he wants to do, not a single care in the world.

The blonde nods. ”I don’t think he will. At least not now – he usually waits a while before he does something to the new ones. Well, I gotta head down to electrical before Luschek has a fit. Lucky, you got out early, Nicky!” She says, waving on her way out of the room.

With Tricia finally gone, Nicky happily goes back to watching TV and chowing down on her potato chips.

Saturday morning finally arrives and Lorna can’t be more grateful. She has been waiting all week to finally see her older sister – the two have always been so close; they hardly ever spent time away from each other. So, now that she’s stuck with a three-year prison sentence, she can’t imagine how hard the separation will be for them. Franny’s always taken care of her and made sure she never did anything stupid. And yet here she is, locked away for doing exactly what her sister tried to keep her from doing.

After being called down to the visitation area, Lorna smiles so bright when she sees her older sister sitting at a table waving to her. She runs – rather speed walks as to not get in trouble – over, wrapping her in a bone-crushing embrace. ”Oh, God, Franny… it’s so, so good to see you!” Lorna cries out, not wanting to let go of her. But reluctantly, they both release the embrace and sit at the table. ”You didn’t bring the baby?” She asks, but is mostly relieved to see that. She would hate for a baby to come to such a place.