T'Keya and I have been looking forward to the day when she's finally freed from her seven year incarceration at the Florence McClure Women's correctional center, but for some reason the parole board is dragging it's heels. I don't know who's more frustrated, me or her. I'm going to guess her because she's really sick of the place. I'm sure after seven years the "novelty" of being there has worn off. She's sick of the lousy food, the uncomfortable cots, and the politics of the warden and guards and the correctional system in general. I don't blame her as I'm sick of their politics too. I can't tell you the times where money, or the care packages I send her get held up for stupid reasons or laziness on the parts of the officials in charge of the mail rooms. I just hope that soon the give her release package. She's earned her release and served her time. It's time for my fianceè to join me and start her life again.
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