My Prison Penpals

The man looks much older than Robert’s forty-two years, with weathered skin and wrinkles surrounding his eyes and covering his forehead. She wrote back a week later, acting like being penpals with prisoners was totally normal, and boom! He frowns for a second before looking down at Wren’s heated face. He’s like a soldier who’s been deployed for years and has finally come home to reconnect with the woman he loves.