My name is Cornelius Dupree, and I am a sex offender. I paced the narrow aisle between the bunks in my cell, going over the words in my mind, trying to force them to my lips.

Those were the words I would have to say in front of the other men in the counseling program if I wanted to get out of prison. The words that would set me free.

There was one thing standing in my way. One huge thing: the truth. I hadn’t raped or robbed anyone. I was innocent.

From Guideposts.

 

Posted by rbchatelle on Saturday, January 18th, 2014 @ 12:06PM
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