Chapter 4
Back in his cell, Gabriel sank onto the edge of his bunk. There were no chairs. He was not sure why he was being isolated, but he found it both a blessing and a curse. Having no one to talk to had begun to disturb him, though. Solitude gave him too much time to worry, letting the fear and despair build. He wasn’t used to being alone. At home, he’d had his older brother and sister and a younger sister. When he went to college, he had a roommate and some friends. Even at Contreras’ place, he rarely found himself alone.
Gradually the picture of his past was emerging and clearing from feeling like a hazy dream to being real again. There was just that last day…
He rested his elbows on his knees and his chin on his clenched fists. He lectured himself about the foolishness of letting
