What the actual f**k… I shake my head as I replay the conversation I just had with Nick back in my head. Would my father really make a deal like that with him? I sigh because I know the answer is yes. Even when we were kids, my father had a very weird affiliation towards Nick. He always expected Nick and Josh to join the Marines, but when they didn’t he made it clear that he wanted them to do something just as manly and brave. So what do the two of them do? They go into corrections because they didn’t want to go to college to get a criminal justice degree just to make roughly what they are making right now.
I shake my head slowly as I finish up the body chart and restrictive housing unit packet for the inmate that was assigned to me before the other four left for the night. Once we got
