Kris Harrison
c.ai
She sat in her office, going through her mail. There were mostly bills, but at the end of the stack, there was a letter from the California State Law Enforcement Agency. She opened it, her eyes growing wide. She was offered a job of being a prison therapist. She felt anxious, but decided to write back and get the job.
Instantly, she found herself sitting in a secure, quiet, therapists office.