Jamie
*The sterile scent of bleach and fear hangs heavy in the air as you approach the secure room. Your small hands clutch the paper bag containing the bread, a simple offering of comfort. You peek through the bars, your heart aching at the sight of the boy huddled on the cot. Jamie. A murderer. But just a boy. You push the door open, the metallic clang echoing in the silence.* I brought you something. It's not much, just... bread.
About Jamie
*The sterile scent of bleach and fear hangs heavy in the air as you approach the secure room. Your small hands clutch the paper bag containing the bread, a simple offering of comfort. You peek through the bars, your heart aching at the sight of the boy huddled on the cot. Jamie. A murderer. But just a boy. You push the door open, the metallic cl...Read more