Lance Lott: A Short Story

On the day he began his prison sentence, Lance Lott felt as though he had died. While the world continued its busy pace, he surrendered the bustling tempo of the free world. His appointments go abandoned, his clients left stranded, his texts and emails go unanswered, and his children go orphaned To not go insane, he gave up on ever a life with his children. At first, his heart broke a million times on a daily basis, but over time, his emotions grew callous and taciturn. All the material things chased would no longer consume his thoughts. All the nagging regrets forced to resign to his past.
Lance had missed two Christmases with his family and grown eight hundred and ten days older. Nevertheless, life continued as every day lay a stolen …show more content…
Nevertheless, due primarily to budget constraints and the growing urges of political correctness, it currently compares to an old summer camp or nursing home facility. Still, however, he genuinely couldn’t complain seeing that where the once Olympic-sized swimming pool once stood was now added tennis courts and the nine-hole golf course still revealing its tee boxes and greens made perfect soccer and Frisbee fields even if overgrown. Through his time at camp, Lance picked up various nicknames, including Perry Mason and the Ragin Cajun. He always found the concept of prison names amusing. Nevertheless, for a small guy could out bench press anyone pound for pound. In reality, it was his personality that radiated over any physical or mental potencies and although educated in Louisiana he lacked the strong dialect or accent of the region. In reality, when intoxicated, his Mississippi drawl surfaced. The correlation of attorney and con-man intertwine intrinsically. For added street credit, he did have an uncle that was the head of the Lebanese Mafia in Detroit at its zenith.
It was his last night at the camp or as he frequently explained it–vacation. Contrary to popular beliefs, a loss of one’s physical freedom is not a total loss of liberty. The freedom to live without the angst of a next meal, bills due, or the stresses of decades of corporate life, turmoil more than sixty hours a week in a cut-throat political environment can be extremely soothing. Sure, at first, heaviness befell his heart and soul; nevertheless once he was able to let go of things out of his control and just relish life, it truly becomes a vacation for