Chapter 12
On her way back to the cell, Misty was escorted by the guard she hated the most, as a matter of fact, all the inmates seemed to hate this guard. Officer Tanner was her name. She was heavy set, or, more along the lines of boarder line obese.
She had long, stringy blond hair that she tried her best to keep in a bun. However, no matter how much she fiddled with it throughout the day, it never seemed to stay so most of the time it looked like a messy bird’s nest that was trying to balance itself on the top of her head.
Her face was surprisingly pretty, but it always held a stern and disgruntle look. Misty, many times tried to visualize her at a more normal weight and with a smile but could never seem to get the image to focus in, in her mind.
Like most other guards, she tended t
