Dick Johnson hated his name for obvious reasons.

Bumbling through the most important speech of his career, Harvey tried to picture his audience naked to calm himself, which instead made things worse as he could only think of the multitude of rolled and wrinkled skin of the retirees before him.

Another weekend comes and goes for Helana without a call from Thomas, but considering she never gave him her phone number she shouldn't be surprised.

"When I arrived here illegally, I had no work so I began to transport weed from the city and that's how I ended up here," I mumbled in the direction of my new cell mate, who didn't seem to care about the answer to the question he had just asked me.

When the car flipped, Steve began to question his actions that day—the petty argument, the dingy bar and a flirtatious conversation with a stranger—that inevitably led to this moment.

"Well, I guess things could have worked out better for you," said Toby with a smirk, standing over me, his boot pressed against my neck.

Something twinkled in the dark periphery, drawing Tara closer.