i can not tell you how many nights janna held me in our cell , how many times she whispered that she was so sorry , how first it was simply her arms wrapped around me , and then my hands were holding her arms , and then , several months after we began sleeping that way , i turned over to look at her , and in the darkness , her pale white skin was so beautiful , glowing in the light of the moon that was able to peek through our tiny circular window .