Chapter One

I never used to use my head.
But since my life capsized, I might have to start.
It's been 2 months since I've met Vernon, and I never thought that this would happen to me. One loose comment and we both could end up in some grimy jail cell; isolated, cold, and ostracized.
But I'm just a folk singer from the Delta. I'm not an anomaly; I'm not a criminal.