"Rick screamed. He screamed loud, suddenly, and constantly. Jackie andDave ran up to the box."Oh God!" Rick screamed. "There's something in here with ...e! THERE'SSOMETHING IN HERE WITH ME!"Rick thrashed as what felt like snakes slithered all around him, bigsnakes that made the already small space even smaller, and far morehorrifying. He tried to throw his hands up and protect himself, but thebox was far too small to allow for such movement, his hands and arms heldto his sides by the walls of the. "Uh—Chester, I don't know if you're expecting her, but I think your wife is outside waiting for you. I know you rejected seeing her in the past when she came up to visit," he said. My smile faded in a hurry."Man, that's all I need," I said. "Well, maybe it's time to get it over with; I mean my final words to her." Guard Masters just nodded his agreement.The gate clanged shut behind me. The bright sunlight had me squinting and looking left and right for what I knew was coming. The six year old. Turning the bottle around I saw the label, 'Dickie's milk.' It readbelow the bar's logo. 'A creamy smooth pina colada.' "Not quite what Iwas expecting," I coughed.Camille reached out and wrapped her hand around mine, raising the bottleback to my mouth. I went to take a sip but her hand kept applyingpressure, forcing more of the glass bottle into my mouth. Puzzled Istopped raising it but she managed to push just a little more in, I feltthe neck of the bottle at the back of my throat, what. For now Jason was being a Saint. He was her strength. He was helping her through all of this. She deeply appreciated his help and yet, he suffered the same loss. Bob, his father, was gone too.If there was anything that she could do for Jason, it would be done. Even in her intense state of mourning, she recognized how great Jason's help had been. Yet, like when someone is at a loss for words, she was also at a loss for a way to return her gratitude.Later she would ask Stan. But for now, the.