#Chapter 78 - Severed

“He’s gone.” “Gone?” I say the word loudly enough that it echoes. “He’s been moved. Sorry, Miss.” The guard shifts uncomfortably. “And, can you keep it down,” he asks in a quiet tone. “I - I don’t understand.” He leans toward me and says, quieter still. “Maximum security.” My head is spinning. That doesn’t make any sense. “But that’s for, like, hardened criminals. Violent - “ My voice rises again, and the guard shushes me, putting a finger up to his lips. “My father doesn’t belong there,” I say. He shrugs. “I don’t know. That was the orders. That’s all I can tell you.” “But he’s sick,” I say, feeling the tears build. “He’s sick and he needs help.” “They have doctors,” the guard says. I look around at the filthy building and take in the damp air. How good can medical care be, if this is the state of things? “Can I visit him? Somehow? Please.” He just keeps shaking his head at me. “No,” he says