I woke up a couple of hours later I guess. Jesse was awake with her headphones on, watching a movie on the seatback screen. She looked over at me an... smiled and returned to her movie. As I was trying to decide what to do, I saw Jesse out of the corner of my eye reaching for something under her blanket. Without taking her eyes from her movie, she pulled out her hand and dropped an object in my lap. I looked down to find Jesse’s blue shorts on my lap! She started laughing, still looking at. I hope you are enjoying this multi part 2 to Rattling Snakes Cage and the many colourful characters whos paths cross in this romantic crime thriller. * The noise in the D wing shower room was overpowering, with the roar of twenty or so showers thundering water onto old white tiles, and the deep cadence of naked prisoners talking and laughing as they had their chance of sluicing off the smell of sweat and prison for a little while. Some men stood shaving in old cracked and sealed mirrors above. Even stories that present a definitive ending often do so in a way that feels…shall we say, emotionally unresolved. To use a more well-known example, Shirley Jackson gives us an ending to ‘The Lottery’ that leaves us with almost as many questions as if she’d finished the story with the phrase, ‘Show us her paper, Bill.’ I really had no intention of resolving ‘In Memoriam.’ I like the way it plays out, and I like even better the idea of seeing how someone else might draw it towards something. " she wheezed, not seeing the man's features until he stepped closer, laying his hand on her skin again. She felt that shiver grow to dread as she looked upon his familiar Russian features. She remembered him doing his business with her former husband. She was horrified that she had been found and knew that her end would come soon. He had such a smug smile on his face as he touched her cheek with his finger tips while holding a camcorder with the other hand.All three of them knew that she was.