Delgado walks up behind us. "Yes, Macky's in the infirmary . Lucky for him he got caught. Maybe you haven't seen what happens, but I have. Purple face. tongue sticking out. He wouldn't be passing on any romantic messages, believe me." He walks away, shaking his head and muttering to himself.

       The day drags on. I stare at the wall clock every time I pass it. Twenty minutes past one. It's only five minutes since I came by the clock the last time. I push a cart of clean sheets down next to the showers. They even keep the linen closet locked. Do they really think we'd steal towels?