Seventeen

They drove for about one hour from the court to their house not a single word was heard from one another. It was an abrupt silence, and Trisi was driven with resentment. If not for the fact that the road was less busy, another headline would have surfaced in the news.

Immediately they got to the house, it was a busy day for them, they all went to their room, they were all acting up like they had lost a dear one to untimely death.

Yes! Prison is not a home to dwell in for anyone, but as long as there is life, there is always hope.

Heena spent thirty minutes in her room before she rushed out of the house without a word as others were in their room respectfully. She called Leah on the phone to meet her up somewhere far from her house. In less than thirty minutes Leah showed up.

"Hey! What's wrong?" Leah asked

"Nothing, I needed someone to escort me to the prison," Heena answered back.

"Oh my! You scared me on the phone with the way you sounded," Leah confessed.

"Sorry about that, I was