May 20, 2018
The guard promised that she would get out by the eighth day. She clutched her son's letter and kept a close eye on it all the time, even while bathing. In the letter are directions to their new home, a complicated password, and a series of numbers she is supposed to declare at the gate. She held the letter to her chest while eating, while socializing, while at the doctor's. She will not lose this letter. On the seventh day she happens on an old photo of her son. That split second of distraction will cost her six days' work.