Salt Pepper Ch 04
‘I have connections. Believe me. DO WHAT I SAY.’ ‘Shut your pie holes, you two,’ growled the driver. All of Salt’s systems shut down for the first 24 hours in jail. She couldn’t understand why her mother didn’t come get her. She didn’t eat or drink. If she could have helped it she wouldn’t have breathed or peed, either. She just sat on the cement floor, ignoring the cold, leaning back against the wall with her head between her legs, sobbing. Then, the second day, she was given a cellmate. ...