Beth walked away from the prison with a lot more on her mind than she had when she went in to go see Rodger. She knew things were really stale between the two of them, but the things that she was feeling for the guard were so far out in left field that she was just blown away. She had to admit that she was now feeling better than she had in a long time. As her thoughts turned to what she wanted to wear, she glanced at her reflection in the window. She stopped walking and really started looking at herself, and then she started straightening her hair. She thought that when she had dressed, she had put on one of the things that Rodger had seemed to like her in. But it was not like he had commented on the way that she had dressed in years. It was as if he would look right past her if there were any other girls around. No matter if she looked better than they did or not.