She dragged the broken bottle across her carotid artery, creating an inch-deep gash upon her throat. CHAPTER THE ELEVENTH THOUGHTS IN PRISON Part 1 The first night in prison she found it impossible to sleep. Somehow. ‘Do not speak of him. " Her son complied, and sat down upon the patch-work coverlet beside her. “I do love you. You can come back for these, for you’ll carry him to the gatehouse, that’s what you’ll do. Senior year started with a whimper. Every day in the year you will witness such scenes. Had he been listening inside? ‘What is amiss?’ ‘That Frenchie, sir. .
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