Prison Friends and Ethical Choices
His selflessness strengthened our unique connection. But he was just like me; a criminal, a convicted felon and a floater at the bottom of society’s tepid pool of filth.
Ethics: Doing The Right Thing
Trusting me, he turned back to the mailboxs and inserted his letter into the one on the right. He turned and saw that I was still standing there. I don’t know why I didn’t just leave. Part of me wanted to make sure he didn’t encounter any more hurdles. Just before turning away, I said, “I’m sorry about – ” He interrupted by saying, “No problem. It’s okay.”