Everything Fell Where They May

Act 1: Scene 3The holding cellI knew that an ending was on the way.I knew the impending doom was moving too fast. I remember being told that it is only by dying that one is awakened to eternal light. And I remember being told that life comes with opportunities, and, so, when one door closes, another door opens.Tragedies can lead us to the greatest comebacks, or so I was told. I do not know about these things. Or, maybe I know more than I think No, I sat this way, alone in a segregated cell after being mixed with two other criminals earlier in the evening.They must have had a special on wife-beaters that night. Wife beaters. Drunk drivers. Car thefts and more.Drug dealers. Assault and battery experts.And me?I was a little lamb, a sheep in lambs clothing.I was puny and wasted.I was sitting in a small cell, alone, and looking upwards at a window that was slightly tilted inward to which, I could see the sky turn from day to night. Everything else was manmade and remanufactured from the…