Taken

Letters from Jail: Chapter 1

I woke up to my phone's alarm. It was 7:30 a.m. I lay with my eyes open worrying about money. It was July twelfth. Payday was technically on the fifteenth and I should have the kids this weekend. They had been away with their mother since before the fourth.

I was counting in my head how much was in my account and how much I would have to spend on groceri…