Unlike the other day, he had been given a little more freedom. They had switched him from the IVs to the pills, and no longer kept him strapped down on the bed, unable to move. He wondered if this was a good sign or not. It was hard to tell. But still, even getting up and moving about was a nice liberty to have back to himself. You never realize
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"Do you always dress that way for the inmates, or did you do it especially for me?" He couldn't resist asking. He felt more at ease with her today. Maybe because his mobility put them on a slightly more even playing field this time around.
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"It's nice enough," He finally replied in an indifferent shrug of his shoulders. In actuality, he had liked it more than he was pretending to.
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