Numbers and Strikes
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What happens if you did the crime, but couldn't do the time ? Here's one man's story of life behind bars.
This story was written following the prompt given by Reedsy Weekly prompts.
"Write about someone keeping track of time with tally marks on a wall - until one day they discover that all the marks are gone"
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