The Inmate

by Freida McFadden

It’s because of one of the inmates in this prison. Someone I knew a long time ago, who I am not eager to see ever again. But I can’t tell that to Dorothy. I can’t reveal to her that the man who was my very first boyfriend is an inmate at Raker Maximum Security Penitentiary, currently serving life without the possibility of parole. And I’m the one who put him here.

When it was over, I felt so good. I had been so happy that this was the boy I gave myself to. I was so in love with him.

I wanted to stand up to them, but I was barely clinging to my sanity as it was.

Sometimes people do exactly what you think they’re going to do, and they still manage to disappoint you.