One afternoon in May 2017 as I sat in the prison dayroom, I noticed my coworker Sylvia being pushed in her wheelchair by her roommate. Sylvia’s hands trembled as she struggled to recall where she was. Her eyes looked lost and confused, searching the room for something...
Dear Reader, Your Opinion Wanted! Below you will find 2 versions of chapter 23 “The Trial.” I would love to hear which version resonates best with you, the reader. Which do you find more powerful, relatable and impactful to you? Version #1 A Shocking...
I have said I was unaware previously that I needed to change. What does that mean? I believed myself to be a good person or at least a person who understood what good is, even if I lacked the ability to consistently and reliably perform it. I felt I had a good moral...
