A/N: I'm sorry, I am getting back into this, and starting chapter 4 right after I post this. I have been working a bunch, and attending school. Blah, blah, blah! Anyways, read and review please. Don't worry everyone, chapter 4 is going to be a lot longer!
Chapter 3:
A half an hour later passed by, and the family was split apart, due to the fact that Sara actually had work to be done. Warden Pope brought Kristin around for a tour; first were the safe places, but just like any other employee, he was about show them all the cell blocks…
"So what exactly will I be doing here? My parent's seem to think I have no real skills, but they may be right about any prison skills." She said as she saw every step they took they were getting closer to unlocking the door and heading into a very precarious room.
"All these men have done wrong, but some of them have admitted they want to change, and may have acted wrongly against a woman or women." Pope started, he looked over and saw the young adult didn't know where he was going with this.
"There's a shrink already here though, right?" She asked as they were now just a couple feet away from the door.
"That's a male, and he's a physiatrist. That's not what your going to be, you are going to be just a woman's perspective…which believe it or not will make a difference with SOME of these men. Not all, but some." He looked and saw that Kristin looked very sickly. "I have some spare rooms, you can bring them there, which I am sure will be more comfortable for you, and may make the men so as well."
From what Kristin understood; she was going to just listen and learn why some of these men were here, some of the more violent, and some that may have made the mistake as, being in the wrong place at the wrong time. She was not allowed to have a gun, or a taser, an officer would only be with her if she requested, because they had things to do too. But when getting an inmate out, she wouldn't do that alone.
She eyed Henry as his hand was on the door handle as he asked, "any questions?"
"Uhh, uhh." Where did she begin!? "Is that what my uncle told you to do? So it'd help me get on track with my life? Because if so, I-I-I might just lose it."
Pope didn't answer her, he just gave her a slight smile and twisted the door knob, telling her to wait where she was, while him and a guard would get her first "patient"
"Oh Lord, I am not cut up for this. I don't know what to tell these men." She grumbled as she began to pace back and fourth waiting for the soon to be, three men had returned.