château Rock, Colorado
Zoey was sitting in the visitor’s l’espace of prison, waiting for Andy. She needed to talk to him. She looked up when the guard brought him in. He gave her a faint smile, but she didn’t respond it.
“Hi” he a dit awkward.
“I’m sorry I couldn’t come sooner” Zoey said, while Andy sat down.
“Oh, no, don’t worry about it. I understand” Andy a dit quick. “I’m glad you’re here”
“I won’t be long” Zoey said. “I like the hair”
“Or what’s left of it” Andy replied. “How are you? How was the funeral? Did toi talk to her parents?”
Zoey shook her head. “No. I couldn’t. They know we’re family. I couldn’t look them in the eyes” she a dit soft.
“Zoey, I didn’t kill Shannen. They have to believe that. toi have to believe that” Andy a dit urgent. Zoey shook her head. “I don’t know, Andy. I don’t know what to believe anymore. I have too much on my head. I’m in the middle of a divorce, I have a mental sister to look after and a daughter to raise”
“Zoey, I need your help. toi can’t leave me here” Andy a dit desperate.
“I’m sorry, Andy, but I need to set my priorities straight. I will not let a murderer into my daughter’s life” Zoey a dit cold. She stood up and walked away.
“Zoey! I didn’t do it!” Andy yelled. “I swear I didn’t do it!”