September 25, 2010 in V
The solid cell door sounded surprisingly hollow as the guard opened the small viewing portal. A shard of hallway light split the cell in two, causing Duncan Hills to squint until his eyes adjusted. A silhouetted head appeared in the portal, Duncan could tell it wasn’t a guard because it wasn’t wearing at hat.
“A word please Mr. Hills.” Shit. It was the Warden. Duncan sat still as ever. The Warden took his silence as consent and continued, “Mr. Hills, I’ve come to inform you the your wife and child are here. Again. They request you see them.”
“Like I told you before. No.”
The Warden leaned closer to the portal, his voice softened a little. “Duncan, it’s your sons 5th birthday.”
“I know that. I told her not to come.”
“Duncan, your kid wants to meet you.”
“Not like this.”
“Not like this. Tell her I’ll write and to stop coming back here. It can’t be good for the boy.”
“She leaves here crying you know. Every time.”
“Tell her not to come. For the boy.”
“I’m done talking.”
“I can see where your coming from, but the kids needs a…”
“I said I’m dome talking.”
The Warden sighed and slid the portal shut. In the dim cell it took some time for Duncan’s eyes to adjust. He picked up his pen and continued his letter to the boy. Three more years and he could meet his son as a free man. Not long now.