Here’s where I spend my days roaming the green mile in E block at the Cold Mountain Penitentiary. It’s like a new home to me now. I feel just like the prisoners though; small and limited. No where to go. Weak and small feeling scared of some guards, but loved by others. Thank goodness I have Eddie. That’s what I call him now. I just wish I could tell him that. I don’t know if I’ll ever figure out how before that bone head Percy gets me for good.













