It's been months and I grew more uneasy and angrier each day. Especially that I saw the Chief on the news today. I am enraged by the fact that he is living a posh life in prison.
What?! Life imprisonment! Stupid punishment!
The relentless ringing of the bell could suddenly be heard everywhere.
"Let's go, girls! Let's hurry!" Virginia yelled at us.
Without thinking much, I stood up and followed Virginia outside.
"What's going on?" I inquired. "Why are they suddenly calling for an emergency meeting?"
She shook her head. "I have no idea either."
Then she turned her head back to call for the others. "Briska! Enough with the makeup! Come on! Get going!"
Torda, Ronda, and Briska came out of the cell, respectively. Maya is not here anymore.
She got out last week. Her term is over.
For the next couple of years, I bet, among the five of us, I'd be the last man standing. I didn't want to, but these women had been growing on me.
