Aiyonna Burrell

Freedom

Jamie’s POV We sat quietly and peered out of the window watching the lights flicker as they discovered the mess we made. We couldn’t hear but we could tell by the body language, one of us fucked up. Mother was still alive and she knows who struck her. An ambulance arrives; I step back from the window and put the fire out of the fireplace. Lee sucks his teeth and turns from the window. Ciara shivered as she spoke, “she’s alive.”