Something big has happened to you,’ the Warden instructed me. He was a tight-lipped, raspy-voiced, chain-smoking bureaucratic jackass with a plain b...ue suit: talk about cliché! ‘What is it?’ I demanded, sensing a chance to probe him. ‘You’re a free man. It’s as simple as that,’ he told me. ‘What, did the parole board change their minds?’ I asked him. ‘Hardly. It wasn’t up to them. It was a political decision over my head and theirs. If I had my way, you’d still be sleeping in the bunk bed of. I had a very responsible job, a very normal middle class life, until this morning. That's when I decided to stop in your shop to buy some donuts for the office. I was attracted to that smell, oh, that beautiful smell! I smelled it when I was getting out of my car in the office parking lot, and it hit me like a sledgehammer. I had to investigate. I had no choice!" Here she giggled, a sort of lunatic cackle that caused chills to run down Arnie's spine. Her cackle was echoed by the women next to. "Yes. Yes, just a moment." Room service? He opened the door a crack, but couldn't see anyone out in the hall. "Yes?" he asked, half expecting his mind to have played a trick on him. "Uh, hello..." he heard the woman from outside his line of sight. "Would you mind letting me in?" The voice was sweet and shy. But her shyness and her words didn't really match..."Would love to, but I'm in my underwear, sorry." George answered, still seeing no one."Oh." was the quiet answer."May I help you?" George. Your father and I expected as much. I wonder which of theschool staff wrote this letter or I suppose is more likely leaked it tosomeone else to write the letter. It does not really matter. The statelaw is very specific on this subject; they cannot really deny you.We are quite fortunate that we live here, because in most states, you would not have protection." I just hate that I have put you and Dad through this. I've heard youtelling off people you have been friends with since as long as I.