Ex-Con\Ex-Student - Part 2
Retired white teacher finds appreciation from black ex-student locked up in prison
Chapter 5: Crossing the Line The afternoon light hung heavy, a lazy presence that caught dust motes in its fingers and held them, suspended, between breaths. A trembling femine hand broke the silence, unfolding his latest letter—like a fragile, trembling bird—and the room contracted around the unyielding scent of him, musky cologne mingling with the sharp sterility of confinement. "I dream of running my hands over your so...