Chapter 12

Prisoners Blow Kisses -4-0-9 “I can't do this. " I groan, staring at the celery I was going to eat for the fifth time. He's been asking the weirdest, most personal questions and I think he's doing it on purpose. Am I a virgin? Of course, I answered. Where did you lose it? That I could not. Where are your parents? I refused to answer. And many more that I immediately grabbed a stalk of celery for. He only answered like two, and that's when I asked about Mafia-related businesses. “Okay,...