Family Business

Prison

Thursday May 30th Lake Mohawk, Sparta, New Jersey, USA 12.45pm
Prudence's face feels like it was in a thousand degrees furnace, it gets harder and harder to stay conscience. Her left side was now completely numb from lying on it. An earlier attempt to swap sides was met with a ferocious kick on her backside from Gretchen, that was her one and only attempt.

She gave up on trying to move the kitchen tissue in her mouth, it proved fruitless, her main concern now was that it doesn't choke her. Her glasses fully steamed up gave her even less visibility. With her little strength she meekly wiggles her fingers and toes again. Her lungs feel lifeless, each breath becoming more shallow and light.