As I walked out of the prison gates, a guard called after me. "You earned an early release for good behavior. Go home and be with your family, and don't come back."Then, he held out his hand and said, "You've got another shot at life. Make it count."I shook it and stepped into the outside world.Jessica Wright stood outside the prison gates with our daughter, Penny Joyner, holding her hand. Neither of them looked happy to see me.Jessica glanced at her watch, clearly impatient. "I don't know why they had to release you today. You ruined the holiday."Penny looked up at me with innocent eyes. "Dad, you're nothing but trouble."I stood there in the same worn-out clothes I had worn before going to prison.For a brief moment, I actually wanted to go back inside.But I hadn't seen my grandmother, Martha Penn, in three years. I needed to see her before I could feel at ease."Now that you're out, let's not bring up the past." Jessica glanced at me, her eyes filled with disdain for
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