Chapter 16
A Community of Tennessee Writers, Readers & Passersby

Sophia Laurenzi

One Mississippi, Two

I can’t forget my client’s final phone call

Thirty-six hours after my client was executed, I drove along the highway in the direction opposite the prison for my wisdom teeth extraction. The throb ballooning at the back of my gums had become a rhythmic, welcome distraction from the grief scratching my throat ragged.

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