Barbara Harris looked over her shoulder as the steel barred door clanked shut behind her. For the next three years this would be her home, the Sexton Correctional Facility For Women. How could have she been so stupid?!? Holding those drugs for Harry had been just about the dumbest thing she had ever done, so
“Come along with me, Baker” prison guard Burt Ives ordered, “the new warden wants to see you in her office, pronto, so let’s step on it!!!” Stu Baker put down the piece of sheet metal he was forming and asked as they began to walk down a long corridor, “Am I in some sort of
“…and that, dear friends, is why the President and I both hope that you will support him as he tries to pass the all important spending cap legislation now before the House, thank you for your time, good night!!!” Jennifer Boyle, the wife of the president, made her way through the clapping throng on her
