My Sister's Friend (1)

John was escorted out of his cell. It was the last time he would be. Some other inmates, as he passed, said goodbye. Some even called him by his actual name as opposed to one they've guessed. John, for the past seven years made no real impact on any others. And in a few minutes time, he wouldn't be able to change that.


Jenny was in London on a long weekend. Shopping and seeing a show was all she had planned until Monday afternoon. Then she had to pick up her little brother.

Jenny was aimlessly walking up Oxford Street near closing time for the shops. She had done more than her fair* share to help the economy today. As she started to look for a place to check up on all the day's prizes