Carla changes her clothes and heads to her meeting with the Warden.
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"Good morning Carla." She says standing from her desk, reaching out her hand.
"Warden." She shakes it.
"Please sit."
They both take a seat.
"I know why you're here." The warden says.
Carla hangs her head.
"You know you have to give up that baby when the time comes right?" She asks.
"I know." She begins to cry.
"If it makes you feel any better, you don't LOOK pregnant."
"It doesn't make me feel better no."
"Did you want to keep this baby?" She asks.
"I do...."
The warden stands and turns away from her, looking out the window. "You had this baby with whom?"
"Joey."
"And do you love him?" She asks, turning to face her again.
"I love him so much, we are even a couple now."
"That's lovely." She hums, "well maybe we can have your child go into temporary care until you get released but you have to leave here before they turn the age of 3, or you will not get them."
"Warden-"
"Is that fair?"
"Better than nothing." She sighs.
"Good, run along then and keep this on the DL," She laughs, "or whatever you young people call it."
"I will."
"You should donate your birth control to Petal....I heard she needs it and I don't need anymore pregnant bitches in my asylum." She laughs.
You shake your head, Oh petal whatever will I do about you?
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