Till Death Do Us Part

I was standing on the pavement and waiting for the speeding cars to give me a chance to cross over. Although I was standing by the pedestrian crossing, the drivers didn’t seem to care. Even the fact that it was -112 degrees today, didn’t trigger their good side. I took out my gloves from my coat pocket and began putting them on.“It sucks right?” I heard a croaky woman’s voice next to me.I looked to see an old granny bent over her walker; her fuzzy white hair tied at the top of her head in a messy ball.“They are in vehicles but are not even stopping for us. They are in such a rush for nothing, whereas we are actually going to walk all the way to where we are going.” She complained.I gave her a tight smile, a smile clearly telling her that I was glad that she was kind enough to initiate a conversation with me, but I was not interested. I continued looking towards the approaching cars.“These drivers should get their license revoked; this is so unfair.” The old lady continued. “Don’t

The next morning, I was woken up by a kiss on my forehead. I opened my eyes to see Nathan standing there on the side of the bed with a tray in his hands. There were two glasses of juice, pancakes and a few fruits already cut up and arranged beautifully on the tray.“Good morning, beautiful.” Nathan said to me as I sat up on the bed feeling a slight headache. Probably from yesterday’s whiskey.“Good morning.” I smiled up at him. He placed the tray on my lap and came to join me in bed.“Breakfast in bed.” He smiled at me.We placed the tray in the middle between us and I crossed my legs. We began eating.Halfway through the breakfast Nathan burped. “Pardon.”“Ew!” I laughed.“I excused myself.” Nathan said. “Teachers…”I laughed even harder. “And what are you trying to say?”“Teachers always want things done in specific ways and no other way.” He told me.“That’s not even true.” I told him. “Actually, we enjoy finding different ways to solve one problem.”Silence.“This is beautiful.” Na

"So, I just have to get my dad to sign this document and then get it back to you?" I asked the lawyer as he handed me three pages held together by a blue paper clip."Yes." He replied. He did not look happy about this."Thanks." I told him. "Can I get your card? I'll phone you once my dad signs it.""Sure." He said pulling out his wallet from his back pocket.I looked back at Finn. He fixed his shades and then returned his hands behind his back.The lawyer handed me his card."Thanks... Steven." I said reading his name on the little card. "I'll call you soon. Please stay close to your cell."Steven nodded slowly. "Why do you want to drop the charges against him, miss Genesis? Do you know what he did?"I looked at him, then looked towards the door and then at him again not sure how I'd explain myself. "Steven, let's just say that some things are more important than others.""I don't get it.""I don't think you ever will." I told him. "See you soon."I left the courtroom with the documen

I spent the rest of the day sitting in front of my laptop and looking up Duran State Penitentiary. The articles I read about the prison sent chills down my spine. The prison is run by gang leaders and almost every day an inmate gets killed or injured. Being the most overcrowded prison in our country, cells meant for only 22 men are often occupied by 50 men and some of them sleep on the floor and share 1 commodity. How is Yoké supposed to stay in such a place? One article I read said that new inmates are the most at risk of getting harmed by older inmates unless they join a gang.Yoké must be feeling really scared right now. He doesn't know about gangs, and a prison environment he'd probably never even imagined before. What is he thinking of me right now? Does he think I've forgotten about him? I need to see him. I need to go see him and just assure him that I'm trying all that I can to get him out of that hell hole. He needs to know that I'll stop at nothing to make sure that he is out

The piercing sound of my alarm clock jerked me awake. Trying to fall asleep was like starting a war in my head; with thoughts of Yoké fighting off every bit of sleep, with questions I didn’t know the answers to. Is he okay? Was he able to sleep? Or is he struggling like me, maybe spending the whole night wondering when I’d show up to take him away from that awful place… But as usual, sleep always conquers.Although I set my alarm clock for two hours earlier than I usually wake up, I was full of energy and wide awake as soon as I heard it ring. I turned on the radio, wishing that I could turn the volume much higher than it already could go. I felt so excited! I would be seeing Yoké today!I jumped into the shower, spending more time than I would on a regular day. I made sure to take a lot more time doing my makeup and hair too.I’ve watched hundreds of romantic movies of when the girl and the guy reunite after a breakup, misunderstanding or whatever. I’ve seen their smile, from ear to e