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Ward
“Ward. How have you been?” A guard slaps Ward on the back in greeting. “What shift they got you assigned to?”
Ward swallows the chunk of bread he has been working on and says, “Hello Gleason, I’m tired. Wish we were being paid to do this. I did fewer hours on the farm and was just as tired. They have me assigned to watch Miss Taytra Flynn.”
Gleason releases a hearty laugh. “Damn, I hear that she is a handful.” He stops to think. “Remember those classes last year when she would interrupt the teacher at least twice a class?”
Ward smiles. “Sure, she has an attitude. She knows she does, she knows how to work it to her advantage.”
Gleason leans forward “So how crazy is she? I heard she screamed and fought for hours when she was separated from her father.”
“You seem to base a lot
