In My Desperate Time

I can't get a pregnancy test in prison. So I'm not sure.

I don't know whom I can talk to about that.

And I have no idea what to do if I'm really pregnant.

I am at lost, but instinctively, I want to protect my unborn child.

Fortunately, Mindy will come to visit me today. I can use her advice.

Through the glass, I see Mindy looking at me with anxiety.

I force a smile at her, then sit down, and pick up the phone.

Mindy sobs while talking, tears rolling in her eyes.

"Jane, you seem to have lost so much weight. And you look haggard. Did you get bullied inside?"

Got bullied?

I sure did.

humiliations make me

I have something to tell

and whisper, "Mindy, I might

Mindy's expression suddenly changes.

shocked that she almost

pregnant now? You can't keep

listen to her opinion. But when I hear she says it

"Why?"

I murmur.

What will you do with this child? Who do you think should get custody? Frances or you? Actually, you don't like either of the options, do you? What's more, it

does have a point

stubborn. I'm

don’t want to lose

times. I know how it hurts to lose my child. I

are you sure you're pregnant? You can't get a pregnancy test in

I know how it feels when I'm pregnant. Besides, my period has been delayed by ten days." I reply in a low

out for an examination. You also

out? There are doctors in the prison. They won't allow