PART II – UNFINISHED BUSINESS The DJ started playing some R & B and that’s when I decided to take a very good look at

PART I: HOW IT ALL STARTED……. I laid on my bed tossing from left to right like a die in the hand of a player

The next day I was arranged to go back to prison. I begged the nurses, doctors and the prison officers to just allow me visit my baby for the last time but

TISHA: I opened my eyes and my nostrils were suddenly filled with strong hospital smell. My hands were ridden with needles and wires and of course there was that incessant hospital machine

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