Stanley, who was new, had settled in slightly, not as rough as the others, but rough when necessary. Zero was still quiet, but spoke sometimes to Caveman, Stanley's new nick name. Every one else is close knit. helping each other get through the months. Twitch was a bit jumpy, itching to snag a car again, the whole reason he was here was because he was caught Joyriding. Every day, each hole must be exactly five feet deep and five feet in diameter. The boys use their shovels to measure and ensure they meet these dimensions. Mr Pendanski or Mr Sir comes round to fill in the boy's respective jugs, giving out crackers as food. If someone finds something valuable and they turn it in, they get the day off and get shower tokens.

Sometimes, there's a rec room with a pool table, an old TV and radio, and just a few broken-down games and chairs for people to play. That's where they were right now, when the bus pulled up, dropping you off, and Mr Pendanski leading you over to the uniform rack. They all stopped and watched, wondering who you were and what you got done for.