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December 25, 2006

Jim: A Sequel To Predictability

Most days you shower, eat your meals, walk in the yard and maybe watch a little TV. Nobody talks about being on Death Row so mostly you never think about it.

Interminable loneliness drags days into months and months into years until you almost welcome the embrace of death.

Then one year I got a Christmas card. I stared at it in stunned disbelief for a brief moment before opening it up.

Blam! A tiny, concealed cap threw ink all over my face.

“Perkins!” I screamed the name as an epithet toward the detective who was down the hall laughing.

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Comments

I had to post something because the topic looked so lonely.

Posted by: Jim Parkinson at December 25, 2006 11:22 PM · Permalink

I was going to, I swear, but falling asleep on the couch around 9PM seemed like *such* a better deal. :)

Posted by: Stacy at December 26, 2006 6:58 AM · Permalink