Chapter Eight
“I don’t think people change. I think they definitely mature. But I think the essence of what I am today is the same as when I was five years old. It’s just maturity. I’ve become a healthier, fuller expression of that essence.”
– Ricky Williams, American athlete.
The new compound was brighter, more airy, better living facilities, and seemed more like a health spa than a prison compound. There was a fence, but it consisted of translucent slates of some kind of dense plexiglass. Keri said it represented an increased element of trust. We’d proven ourselves by making it this far, so the restrictions were lessened. My sisters and I smiled at each other and felt a surge of pride.
There were still the black-clad security agents checking up on us from time to time, and a whipping
