’ Jennie sat on the bench that was next to the railing, and Bradley sat next to her, pulling the blanket over them. ‘Tell me about yourself Jennie...’ Bradley turned his head, looking at her. His soft blue eyes washing over her face. Jennie turned her head and smiled at him, her blue eyes looking his over, noticing his black hair blow in the breeze. She stared at him for a moment, but then turned her head and looked back at out to the street and told him whatever he wanted to know. Jennie grew up. After passing through several prison doors that were shut behind her with a loud snap, Sally was placed in a cell. Her shackles were then removed, and the door was lock shut. "The judge will be here and you will be sentenced shortly," Deathmaster announced. Then he left.Sally waited, knowing it was a game, yet not liking the severity of the fact that she was actually alone and locked in a real prison cell. It was chilly in the cell, and a long wait . . . probably an hour or longer . . . before. Some aching time later, the sky began to lighten. I finished my stretch and went back to the shower. The cool water felt wonderful. Returning to the cabin, I found Barbara waiting. She kept glancing at the sky, which confirmed my thoughts about the weather. A storm was coming. Barbara gave our cabin a quick check, returning with a portable radio tuned to weather. The news was bad and good. It was a big storm, but the worst of it would pass between us and the Big Island. I followed Barbara. 'Anything thatinvolves cars or guns is also out.''Wow, could you be anymore a GIRL?' I type with a 'sticking outtongue' emoji that earns a 'smug' one in reply from Laura.'I can only think of one thing,' Laura types. 'And as soon as I'meighteen I am going to get THAT sorted once and for all.''Don't blame you one bit,' I type. 'I guess it'd be insensitive to askif I can have it now that you won't be using it?''You total BOY!' Laura types, making me flinch again before she sendsthrough a barrage.