We all watched as he was led to the bus that would take him to the very same prison I was in. XXX So as I heard him walking away, I quietly unzipped my bag and pulled out a rag and a bottle of chloroform. “It’s okay, sweetheart. “I’m sick of hearin’ ya fuckin’ mouth.” I shoved the hanky into his mouth and covered it with a piece of tape. Then we threw him into the closet and locked the door. The smell of the weed stung our noses as I pulled it out. “Let’s give him a little break. “If he starts slacking, let me know and I’ll take care of it.”
“Will do,” said Dad with a grin.
