David

Muttering as she stumbled onto the bus, Edie had never been to jail before. A prisoner getting out after twenty nine years, who would care? Her instructions, “go find Eva, get the story, she lived here before doing hard time". The family Edie did not belong to weighed heavy on her mind, The bus stunk. Eva, was the last one out of the gate. A long look, hazy memory, photos from her youth, it hit hard.“Mom”, she asked?