Leland nodded. He completely understood where Monk was coming from.

"Remember when you went through a tough time," Adrian asked sighing, "Sometimes I feel so hopeless," he said, "I wish that I could take her pain for her."

"I understand the feeling," Leland said, "But that would make things worse. You have to focus on," Leland paused, "We have to focus on solving this case."

Adrian sighed. He knew that. He also knew that it wasn't fair.

"You know," Adrian said, "Trudy is the only one who could look beautiful even in a prison jumpsuit."

Leland nodded slowly. He understood what Monk was saying.

"It's not fair what she's going through," Adrian said angrily.

"No, it's not," Leland agreed.

Dwight and Marsha sat in a cafe. It had been 3 days since their daughter had been sentenced to death.

"Okay," Marsha said, "I officially hate that judge."

Dwight nodded. He felt the same way.

"All of this is hard as hell," he said as he ran a hand through his wife's hair, "What she's going through is so… she's not even used to"

"I know what you mean," Marsha said.

As Trudy was growing up she would get sick to her stomach every time she saw someone acting hurtful to another person. Now people were acting hurtful toward her.

"It's not fair," Marsha said.

"No it's not," Dwight agreed.

"Let's go visit her tomorrow," Marsha suggested.

"Sure," Dwight said.

Neither of them would sleep that night.

Back at the cell Trudy's cellmate (and friend) had given her something to help her to feel better.

"You know," Trisha said, "I can't imagine what you could have done to be on death row."

"Nothing," Trudy said, "I was set up."

"Let me guess," Trisha said, "Rickover was your judge?"

"How did you know," Trudy asked.

"He was my judge too," Trisha said, "I'm as innocent as you are."

"I believe it," Trudy said, "Are you afraid?"

"Not for myself," Trisha replied, "For my family I'm terrified. I'm also frustrated about what's going on."

She told Trudy her story.

"The same thing happened to me," Trudy said, "I know that Adrian will be able to resolve this."

Scarlet came in.

"Trudy," she said, "You have a visitor."

Trudy got up and was led outside of the cell. In the visiting room, Adrian was already waiting.

She smiled. It was really helping her to get through, anticipating his visits.

She clung to him tightly for a long moment. When they stepped back.

"Trudy, I think…"

She took his hand.

"Adrian, could we talk later? Now could we just sit?"

She was so tired and yet hopeful, now, at least cautiously. She didn't feel able to voice it right now, not to Adrian.

Adrian looked at her as if he was a bit relieved.

"Yes. Yes, actually that sounds like a great idea."

They sat close together until they heard the steps down the hallway and the groan of the metal door.

"The best part of everyday lately is seeing you. And the hardest part is leaving again."

She squeezed his hand and smiled.

"I'm going to be all right here for now. I think of you out there and I know you're doing whatever you can. I have faith in that."

Scarlet led Trudy back to her cell. The next day she woke up to the typical breakfast. As she ate, she and Trisha spoke.

At the same time, her parents were driving up to see her. At first, it was a quiet drive. A few minutes later Dwight spoke.

"I'm scared," he admitted.

"So am I," Marsha said, "I'm also really angry at the judge."

"This has to be a setup," Dwight replied, "There's no way Trudy murdered anyone."

"I know," Marsha nodded, "Let alone a 4-year-old child."

They got to the prison. It was just after 10.

"Hello," Scarlet said, "Is there anything I can do for you?"

Dwight explained the situation.

"Follow me," Scarlet said.

She led them to the visiting room, unlocked the door, and promised to be back momentarily. Scarlet went into Trudy's cell.

"Trudy," she said, "You've got a couple of visitors."

"A couple?"

"Yes," Scarlet replied, "Follow me."

Trudy and Scarlet walked down the long hallway to the visiting room. Scarlet let Trudy in and cautioned Marsha and Dwight that they had to be out of there by 7:45. She said she would come and get them when it was time for them to leave. Then she closed the door gently, locked it, and left the room.