"What do you hafta do to get a cup of coffee around this shithole?" Jimmy Ray yelled from the next cell. "Watching your mouth would be a good start,"...the cop said. I realized it was the same officer who had arrested us. Didn't he ever sleep? Individually, we were led to take a shower and given fresh clothes, if orange prison coveralls could be called clothes. When we got back to our cells, breakfast was waiting for us. Again, the food was surprisingly good, consisting of orange juice,. But take it from me: when you can't breathe, there is little on this earth more important than taking your next breath. That, unfortunately, wasn't happening. And so, with nothing else to do except to await either life or death, I raised my face, my mouth open grotesquely, and watched an amazing drama unfold before my misting eyes. It happened in slow motion, so I wouldn't have to miss a single nuance. Rather a nice view, actually.Willie sat at the brute's feet, her hands on the ground in front. We really must do something about that. And about the roof too—they say we’re expecting some heavy rains next week.’ ‘Do what you want about it, young lady. I don’t have money for such as that. Your aunt, Marie, she never—’ ‘I’m sure she didn’t, Mr. Richards. That’s why—’ ‘Don’t need any of your sass, either, young lady. Savannah girls don’t—’ ‘Oh, all right. I’ll call around for someone to start fixing them,’ Ginny said, exasperated and feeling the familiar dread of irritation and aloneness. ”Jens hugs me and says, “Oh well, all good things must come to an end.” Then she asks, “Where are we?”I reply, “The hell if I know.”Jens calls the cab and asks, “Where the hell are we and when do we switch vehicles?”Johnny replies, “We’re two hours from the location where we are switching vehicles.”Jens announces, “Good, I think I will take a shower.”Ira insults Jens, “Yes Ms. Blaine, a shower would be good for you because you are odiferous.”Jens begins to get upset and I suggest, “How about I.