When she's gentle, she keeps her edge hidden. When she's violent, she scares the bullies away. When she's sharp-witted, she lays secret plans to turn the tables right under the guards' noses.
The inmates here all have their own agendas, and the rules are a joke. But she uses her shifting personalities to fight for survival in a desperate situation.
The wind rose again, carrying the sweet scent of mint candy, as if to say, "I'm leaving. Don't miss me."
