Ann sat in the old rocking chair slowly moving back and forth while her baby fed. The room was hot and stuffy. Flies buzzed against the dirty windows. Pizza boxes littered the floor together with old beer cans. Cigarette butts fell out of the overfilled ashtray and it smelled of cat piss. She loved this part of being a mother. Some of her friends preferred to bottle feed their children but Ann felt that was wrong when she...

Carla looked out the window where the rain was falling hard. She was still in shock after meeting her brother. She had known about him but the idea of actually meeting had never crossed her mind. Her mother didn’t speak much about him for the simple reason she knew nothing about him as Carla grew up. Her mother had been like a ghost most of her life, slipping in and out when she was least expected to. She would show up fo...

“Charlie, you have visitors. Back up to the door and put your hands through the slit.” Charlie lay on the hard cot in her cell staring up at the ceiling, not moving. “Let’s go!” She slowly got up wondering who had come to visit her. She had been in prison waiting for her trial for almost three months now and the only visitors she had had was the FBI trying to pry information from her. She didn’t tell them a word. She knew...

The was a buzz and the door to Charlie’s cell opened up. She opened her eyes and saw the guard standing in the doorway with a phone in his hand. “There is a call for you.” He placed the phone on the floor and closed the door behind him. Charlie knew she had five minutes to talk but didn’t know who was calling. “Hello?” “You know who this is. Just listen and don’t talk. The kids are coming to see you and they know.” Charli...