I made a mistake. Should have walked across the hall to the Marines instead of the Army." Gwen, tell us about what you've been doing," Sybil interject...d, tilting her head and looking at Gwen from the corners of her eyes."Loafing. Trying to keep busy. Allen doesn't want me to work. I read a lot. Write a lot of letters. Swim in the pool. Bowl. Play bridge sometimes." She read the list off in a bored voice."But tell me about Allen. Who sent you? Do you have a message? Is Allen all right?" The. Now we were all soaking wet and the A/C was on.On one side of the large cell were two doors that led into a couple of smaller cells with steel bunks, but their doors were locked. We were all shivering when two deputies with a mop, and a role of paper towels came in. The older deputy said “if you don’t wanna get hosed down again, your gonna have to cooperate with us, do you understand” and we all shivered “yes”. The older deputy came in and opened one of the smaller cells and put my husband in. He stood and pulled her to her feet, pointed her in the direction of the door and gave her a pat on the bottom. "Off you go, my lovely."He poured two drinks and then got the makings of lunch out and onto the table. When Emma came back he handed her a drink and took her other hand."Come on, my precious one, I want a snuggle on the sofa. Where's Zoë by the way?" Gone to Pitsbury. She's meeting a girlfriend for lunch." Ah!" I wonder who wrote that letter." No idea but I'd guess a churchgoer." Not. It takes me a little bit to catch up to Guy as he continues to slowly walk with his head down. I put my hand on his shoulder to stop him but he keeps moving. “Kid stop,” I have to use some actual strength to stop him from walking. I have him standing and turn his face up to look at me but there is nothing there. No anger or shock like I was seeing not ten minutes before. Just a blank face and dead blue eyes looking at me with no thought behind them. “Guy, do you need a ride home,” I ask him.