C37 Little Feelings

I stand beside the open window, staring at the busy city.

“It’s funny how I got out of prison and got in to another in a few hours.”

“Technically, it wasn’t different prison.”

“Yes,” I nod, “But I wasn’t talking to you, Gwendolyn.”

I barely turn my face in her direction to sense her looking away.

“This is not the time for petty games, Minerva