She saw the shadows cast by the person’s feet through the bottom of the door’s frame, as they perforated the only open space of her cell.She pressed her back harder into the stone wall, knowing full well that doing so amounted to nothing. It was merely a protective instinct. There was no escape, ...
From the window that overlooked Cherry Creek, the glow from the front room’s light drifted slightly through the drawn, thick wooden slat shades. A small table lamp, next to which sat Sonia, was barely able to light one corner of the vaulted room but was enough to clearly demarcate the fear and co...