Found (Captive Heart #2) by Carrie Aarons

Author:Carrie Aarons [Aarons, Carrie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Amazon: B01EZD6XI0
Published: 2016-06-08T23:00:00+00:00

23

Tucker

Six Months Ago

When I got married, I held the same ideals and dreams that every man has when he joins his life with the girl of his dreams.

I wanted to provide for Charlotte. Protect her and make her every wish come true. I wanted to make her happy every single day, give her the big house with the big yard. A cute little golden retriever followed by a bundle of kids. I wanted to be the breadwinner, and the man she looked at and thought of as being worthy to be her partner.

Sitting in a prison visitation room two days before Christmas is not what I had in mind at all. In fact, it’s days like today that make me feel like more of a fucking loser, piece of shit than I already do.

I’ve failed so fucking miserably at being a husband.

“You’re sure you don’t want me to come back on Christmas day?”

Char is sitting across from me at the table, looking gorgeous and cozy in her purple turtleneck sweater. I can just imagine her in Lancaster, out for a walk in her big puffer coat, snowflakes falling on her eyelashes. Although, it’s just my imagination. I haven’t been outside in what seems like months. It probably has been months.

“No. I don’t want you here then. Go spend the holiday with Jackie’s family. It’s going to be too crowded here anyway.”

That’s a lie. Yes, it will be crowded, and there is a chance that she won’t get into visitation. But … she probably would if she tried.

The truth is, I just don’t want her here on Christmas. Our visits are getting tenser by the week. We’re not the same people we were. She has an entire life outside of these walls. Outside of what she has with me. And I … just have nothing.

Plus, Christmas in prison is nothing to celebrate. Most of the inmates and staff here don’t even acknowledge it as a special day. Nothing is decorated, besides the visitation room, and that’s usually just done for the sake of the kids who have to come visit their parents.

Wives aren’t allowed to bring presents. And I can’t give Char one, it’s against the rules. Not like I have the money or the means anyway.

“You’ll try and call me then?”

She looks down at her fingers, and I wonder if she’s counting the minutes until she can leave here.

“Yeah. I’ll try.”

I probably won’t get through though. Phone minutes are limited due to the long lines around Christmas. And the guards take extra-sick pleasure in cutting phone calls short on Christmas, forcing inmates to get off the line and lose time that they could have spent talking to their loved ones.

“I bet you’ll be able to barter all of the Snicker’s bars you want from your Christmas bag.”

Char smiles, and I know she’s trying to cheer me up. She’s been trying to cheer me up for the past six months. It hasn’t worked.

“Yeah, maybe.”

The Christmas Bags. Virtually the only things to get excited about around the holiday season.

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