Paid in Flesh
Language: en
The streets finally caught up with me. The doctors gave me a few days, maybe a week, before my body completely shuts down. Nobody cared. The only reason I was even in the hospital was because a Vice detective felt sorry for me and called 911. I lay in the drafty hallway, my trembling fingers dialing my little sister's number. I had to hit dial three times before it went through. She is the youngest judge in the city circuit. She absolutely despises women like me, women who sell their bodies to survive. But she does not know that every single penny that put her through law school was earned…