Chapter 251

Elena

Hi Lena,

It’s good to talk to someone from San Diego.

It took me some time to get back, and I would like to apologize for that, but I’m a bit shocked.

This is not quite what I meant when I said I needed someone to talk to, and I’m a bit confused as to why you would send me a prison riddle,’ but so be it.

You asked me if I knew what kind of bars

won’t keep a prisoner in jail.

The answer to that corny question is obviously chocolate bars. Even though the riddle was a bit weak, the intentions were definitely there, and you’ve caught my attention.

I think it’s only fair for me to ask you something in return. I was very intrigued by not only your way of talking but also your use of emojis, so I just have to ask. How old are you?

Marvin

“W-what?” I mumbled, confused. I almost fell from my bed and rubbed my eyes to see whether I was dreaming or not.

It was still early. Of course, I was dreaming. This couldn’t be real. I reached beside me to turn on my lamp before I took another look at my phone.

No matter how many times I read the message, it was still there. That Marvin guy from the pen pal program had really sent me something in return. I had forgotten all about him, and two weeks had already passed.

“What!” I gasped as I read through the message for what would’ve been the fifth time. This was the first time I interacted with someone in prison, and I could hardly believe it. “What the fuck.”

I dialed Victoria’s number and waited for her to answer the phone. “Come on, come on.” I whispered.

“Lena?” Victoria spoke. I let out a relieved breath and didn’t know where to start. “Tori, he has answered!” 1 yelled out. “The Marvin prison guy from the bet actually replied, and his message is kind of rude, actually a bit terrifying-but that doesn’t really matter, because he honestly answered, and I don’t know what the hell I have to do now and-”

“Calm down!” Victoria stopped me from talking before she let out a squeal. “Hold up, he replied?”

“Yes!”

“Oh my god!”

“I know!”

“So, what are you going to do?” Victoria wondered. I hadn’t even thought about that, and we hadn’t even expected him to reply. “I don’t know!” I stressed. “Do I write him back? Do I ignore him? What do I do!”

“Write him back, of course!”

extremely brave neighborhood where the chances of meeting someone who had gone to prison were about

frowned. “Yes!” Tori spoke and let out another squeal. “Wait, what did he

“O-okay.”

My message sounded so embarrassing, but

Tori laughed out loud. “He’s definitely making fun of you, and he

told me that it was necessary to reply, but only so I could clear up our misunderstanding. It probably didn’t even matter because it wasn’t as if I would hear from him ever again. “Tori, what

conversation on a good note, Tori told me. “Thank him for replying and tell

“Good plan!”

I’ll send something

my response

Dear Marvin,

I must say, you’ve

reply. I promise you

21, by the

of emojis,

bothering you, but now that you’ve actually replied, it means we can

and wishing you all the best!

Lena

that

delete his message.

pressed send. “Wait!” Tori suddenly called out. “You didn’t add any

“Shit!”

god.” Victoria sighed, disappointed. “You aren’t making it

The plan was to end the conversation, not to start another one. “What do

don’t tell me you’re actually anticipating his reply?” She spoke. “Lena, this guy is a felon—”

denied her accusations. “And just so you know, you’re the one who told me

conversation,” Tori told me. “Anyway, I have to go-I

course, Victoria was

play around on some stupid website. “It’s fine, Victoria, I told her. “I’ll call you later,

for me,

whether I wanted to

never mentioned the program to my dad, and it was a good thing I hadn’t. He would’ve gotten poor Marvin thrown into solitary if he knew he’d answered. I didn’t even want to start about my brother. If my dad was crazy, Alex was absolutely nuts.

to the kitchen to look for my dad, but I couldn’t find him. Today was his day off, and if he wasn’t at work, you could always

his day off with Maddens, but a lot had changed in four years.

my way

too

walk away before I decided to wait it out. What

one more time. I still didn’t get a reply, so I opened the door and almost dropped my jaw as I looked at my dad.

as he slowly raised his head. “Hmm, I must’ve fallen asleep.” He mumbled. He wasn’t his usual cheerful self, which

working the entire night-haven’t you?” I spoke disappointed. “And what’s with the eye-

me a confused look. His look told me, where am I? Who am I? What

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