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Lakewood Avenue 3 Convicts The water was icy, but Theresa didn’t care. It had been ten days since she’d had a shower. Every night after working the fields she would be locked in her cell. There she would use the sink to wash herself as best she could, cupping water in her hand and splashing it under...

Lakewood Avenue 2 High Cotton Turning off the interstate onto State Route 292 leads deeper into the county, past dilapidated farms, rolling hills, ancient cow pastures, and broken rock walls that looked like something out of an archeological dig. Twenty miles later State Route 292 becomes Hammond P...

BTW Tester86: Were you a member of one of the SS Yahoo groups? I lurked there under a different name. At least I think it was different. Normally I post different stories elsewhere (fictionmania); this was my first story for this group. Not sure when the next idea will hit me. It'll be a while as I...

“As you can see, your honor,” I could hear the mocking tone the Sheriff used in the honorarium; he practically choked on the word. “We’ve added the vertical blinds over the window. Does that satisfy you?” He paused before spitting out the last two words like they were some spoiled meat, “your honor....