© 2011 Josh talisa

Escaping Prison.

I don’t have a plan yet, but my eyes are open.  One of the guards, Wildorf, I think, is blind as a bat, his glasses are so thick you could use them to burn ants on the sidewalk; he keeps a pair of reading glasses in his shirt pocket also, if I can get past him while he’s reading, there’s no chance he’ll recognize me.

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