And so time passed until the remaining six months were up and my program finally came to an end. I had to say goodbye to the friends I’d made, the new bonds I’d formed, and that day I packed up my bags, waiting for the car that would come pick me up.
Randy stepped out of the car wearing a mischievous smile the moment he saw me and walked over. “You look dignified now,” he teased, and I could tell he was fighting the urge to grin.
Guards rushed over to grab my luggage as Randy and I began walking. “And you are still as poky as ever,” I shot back. He chuckled, low and knowing. “Speaking of poky…” he said as we slid into the car.
He cleared his throat like he had been dying to say something. “Six months ago, when someone returned from visiting you…” I narrowed my eyes as he went on, “…he c
