This woman looks very familiar. She’s not very tall and actually kind of small for a Filipina woman. She's maybe around 4’9 or 5’0 in height, enough to get teased as small but not that small that it counts as dwarfism. Black hair, wrinkly face, around 40 to 50 years old. She knows me.
The girl's mother said, “Paul, is that you? Why do you look so young?” I replied, “Who are you? Why do you know me?” She harrumphed and said, “It’s me, Joyce!” Confused, I replied, “Joyce? Topher’s Girl? You look so old, who did this to you?” The guard posted on the side smashed the bars of my cell and said, “Disrespect her once more and you’ll be charged with death,” showing a voice not of l**t, or reverence but that of loyalty towards Joyce. “Yes, it’s me. What happened to you? We saw you turn into dust r
