MIMI

My mouth hung wide open as I let out a loud gasp. With each dragging breath, I could see the moist fog escaping my mouth. My hand gripped tightly around the metal bars of the prison cell.

I watched through the rods as Corrie stood on the other side, holding what seemed to be slightly aged versions of Benjamin and Herod. It was confusing because I'd expected them to be adults, given that I'd spent twenty-five years in this hellhole.

"Benjamin.." my breath quakes. "Herod?" I stifled, my breath ceasing as I gripped the bars tighter in relief. They both looked healthy and happy. Corrie kept to her promise....