Chapter 6

About an hour later, the doctor came and discharged her back to the jail infirmary. Once she had regained consciousness, the state would no longer pay for her care in the hospital.

In the jail infirmary, she saw a medical tech once an hour. She would come in, take Abbey's blood pressure and leave. Her regular medication was restarted and gradually her blood pressure returned to near normal.

The next day, she was well enough to go back to her cell.

And her cellmate was still there.

"Well, aren't you special? Got to rest for two whole days."

"I had a problem."

"Yeah, Miss Abbey, you have a problem. You're in prison for murder. I would say that's a big problem."

"What's your name?"

"My name is Rhonda Small."

Abbey hid a grin. Her name may be Small, but her size was not.

"What did you do?"

"Murdered my husband and my daughter."

Abbey shuddered. She had never been around such people in her life.

"Did you do it?"

"Hell, did you do it? What we say in public may be different from the reality. Did you do it?"

Abbey looked at Rhonda and then looked down at her hands. "Yes. And I took responsibility for it. I did it out of love."

"Yeah, me too."