SOL - Still locked up

...you have been in solitary for a while.

You find yourself in the guitar girl's room again. You sneak over whenever you get a chance. She is not the best company, but she is the only company.

You read your book while she plucks at her guitar or reads a book of her own. Sometimes you talk, but she never says a lot.

Finally you ask her why she is so sad. She takes her time answering, but finally speaks.

"There was a guy. He was real important to me."

"Your boyfriend?" you ask.

"More like a dad."

"Oh. Where is he?"

"He's dead." She plucks and plucks, humming along quietly. "And the girl I like... I don't think I'll see her again."

You wish you hadn't asked...

"I hate my dad," you tell her.

"Why?"

"He's a criminal."

"You're a criminal," she points out.

That hurts... but it's true. "And I won't see the girl I like either," you tell her.

"What's she like?" the girl asks.

"Pretty. Beautiful hair." You smile. "Really good at football."

"Is that like soccer?"

"Yes."

"You like that?"

"I'm a star," you say indignantly.

"Does she know you're here?" the girl asks.

"I think so."

"Will she visit?"

"She can't," you say... even if Riley wanted to, and she probably does not, she can't. Riley is cool. Even if she liked what you did... what you did was still bad. So if she acts like it's OK, she is sending a bad message. Riley won't do that no matter how much she might want to see you. Maybe you could see her again, but not here. You would have to get out first...

"That's too bad," the girl says, but she looks curious.

Thinking about how you won't see her makes you really sad. The girl seems interested, maybe because you have something in common now.

"What made her hair so beautiful?" she asks you.

You think about it...

"She reminds me of this other girl. Her name was Lucia."

"Who was she?"

"Is. She is not gone," you say quickly. "I have not seen her in years. She was the first girl I ever liked," you admit.

"Do you want to talk about it?" the girl asks, putting her guitar down.

You aren't sure. Do you? Yes or No.