Member-only story
Meeting My Little Sister for the First Time While She Was In Jail
Multiple cages occupied the area. One cage contained older and lethargic looking prisoners, waiting for someone to save them from death row. Another cage was filled with hopeful and rowdy prisoners, as the dark realities of life had not dawned on them. Then, there was a cage that other visitors were drawn to.
There were multiple prisoners together in that cage. Some were lightly tussling with each other, overlooked by the guards. Others were trying to sleep through the quiet commotion as if this were just a mundane, ordinary day.
I looked at the prisoners one by one, wondering which one it would be. As if on cue, my dad pointed and his finger fell in line with a beautiful girl. She was one of the sleepers. She lay flat on the ground, against one edge of the cage, unlike the other sleepy detainees who seemed to will themselves alert despite the inevitable drowsiness washing over their bodies. She looked calm and serene. Her brow ridges were relaxed, unfurrowed, unlike the the two girls in the corner whose strife has yet to be resolved.
My dad went to go talk to the guards.
I continued to be mesmerized by her. She seemed bright and intelligent as she ignored the…
