Jadey’s living in a cloud of happiness. Chanchai’s happy, too. His crew of five and my crew of two manage to fit in the kitchen together, whites and Asians united, happy as Larry. His boys don’t hassle me, and me and Shauny don’t hassle them. Chanchai even mentions he might have a use for me on the outside.
Shauny Pauny Pudding and Pie and Play-y Jadey Slattery: best friends forever. We eat together, play ping-pong, and beanbag wrestling. I comb his hair and pick out the nits and crush them and show them to him smooshed on my finger. Shauny holds a cold wet cloth on my head when I get my headaches. After a few weeks, it’s pretty obvious we oughta move in together.
Shauny doesn’t officially get transferred into my cell; it’s just there’s this p***y bunking with me and I give him a hard lo
