“I’m Sara, by the way,” the young prisoner across from her said, throwing Noelle an effervescent, innocent smile.
Noelle didn’t answer. She stood to leave.
“Hey, I’m not going to knife you in the back and steal your clothes. These digs are stylin’ and all, but they’re the same as yours,” she said jokingly. “Just tell me your name.”
“Noelle. Noelle Reid,” she said.
From Chapter 2, The Prisoners, The Red Knot (Available now on Amazon!)