Thanks Julia at http://www.juliasplace.org.uk for this prompt this week:
the crumpled paper and tinsel meant…
The crumpled paper and tinsel meant another Christmas achieved. Another 365 days lived. Every one a bonus. And most days that couldn’t be taken for granted.
I give my little girl a hug and a kiss. As long as I’ve got her I can cope wth anything.
My parents stand up, awkward, and take Lisa by the hand. She walks away, holding the teddy they bought, wrapped and brought in for me to give her.
No one looks back.
The prison officer’s voice is understanding. “Ok Stella, Time to go back to your cell. She can visit again next month.”