A mindful mind’s tale
Ryan got pushed into the van that sat outside Green Mountains Penitentiary. They hadn’t been rude this time, he thought. It was a slight, almost like a “friendly” push. Still a push, but who cares.
Ryan sat across from two older men who he had never met. They were probably from another sector of the prison. They didn’t make eye contact. So Ryan just sat and stared out the window.