Visitors by Woods Karen

Author:Woods, Karen
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: prison, manchester, strangeways, criminal gangs, prison visitors
Publisher: Empire Publications

CHAPTER TWELVE

Tim sat in his cell and stared at the four walls. He was cracking his knuckles and wriggling his feet on the floor. His pad mate was on a visit and he was sat alone with his thoughts. Susie and Ashley were lying heavily on his mind and had been for many weeks. Every minute of every day he was plotting to ruin the pair of them. “Bastards,” he muttered under his breath as he dragged his fingers through his hair.

Looping his arms behind his head, he closed his eyes as his head sank into his pillow. Tim was in pain and you could see his hands gripping the grey bedding, tightly. “Bitch, bitch,” he whispered to himself. Slowly he opened his eyes and looked at the wall at the side of him. He could see Susie’s photograph looking straight at him. His face screwed up as he stared at it with piercing eyes. Bolting up from the bed he dragged the snapshot from the

wall as if it was on fire. Tim’s fist was turning white as he squeezed the photograph hard in his hand.

Tim looked anxious; he kept lying on his bed and then jumping back up as if he was practising a movement. At association he sprung to his feet and walked from his cell towards the phone. Heading down the landing, he swung his arms about at the side of him like a soldier going to war.

The prison was busy. Shouting could be heard all over the landing and the daily life of the prison system was in full swing. Tim stood behind an inmate and waited patiently to use the phone. He looked nervous as he stood with his back against the wall fidgeting. Finally after about five minutes it was his turn to make a call.

“Alright Helen, it’s me Tim.” His mouth pressed up close to the receiver as he whispered. “I need your help, sis. I need you to do a few things for me urgently. I need you to get my spare bank card from my Mam’s and draw my money out. I want every fucking last penny out of my account as soon as possible.” Tim stood relaying his instructions to his sister and by the end of the phone call a small smile appeared on his face. Once he’d said goodbye to Helen he went to join the rest of the convicts in the prison for association.

The prisoners were playing cards when he reached them and he looked eager to join in. Within minutes Tim’s mood seemed to have lifted. He was laughing and joking with the other cons and he seemed like he was the life and soul of the party.

*

Helen marched to her mother’s house like a woman on a mission. The wind was howling and it had just started raining heavily. Pulling her hood up over her head she waddled onto the estate.

“What are you doing out in this weather? It’s freezing out there,” Tim’s mother exclaimed as she let her in.

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