Paying Debts

It was only about a week after my "initiation" into my clique that I got a rather rude reminder of how rough and dangerous a prison could be. I'd spent the rest of the week after that initiation in sort of a euphoric state. I was no longer holding back from my friends and I was actually happier. Happier than I'd been in a very long time. Which, you know, people don't generally say when they are in prison.

So one day I was walking to lunch after I finished working. I was already thinking about after lunch when my friends and I were going to meet up...