Dear Honey; remember when...
So during the first stint Honey did in our relationship he was in a long time. At one point he gave someone a really good beating that required him to have surgery on his hand. Must have been meant to be but for some reason he knew when he was being taken into the hospital in our city and was able to tell me. At this point we didn't have a baby and my other kids are teens so if I wanted to be out all day I could. Just needed to leave dinner prepped for them to heat in the oven.
And so I went to the hospital. Toured the place looking for signs if a prisoner present and was around long enough to realize there was a code called out before taking a prisoner out to the paddy wagon to return to jail or prison. I managed to discover what room he was in. I called but knowing they wouldn't let him talk I used a code name. There is a movie with a character whose name is very similar to his and we tease him and call him that. I called and when a guard answered I asked for code name Honey. The guard unsure if he heard correctly repeated the name. Honey called out "No (code name) here but I'm sure he loves you." Lol. Later I wandered down the hall leaning on a wheel chair (looking all patient like lol) his door was open and we were able to smile at each other. Another pass and a guard said he didn't want to see me around again. So I wait in the lobby, take a walk in the garage, one paddy wagon left. I go back to the lobby. Its getting late. Meet a woman who was an addictions councillor for 15 years but fell back off the wagon and got sick. Girls call, supper is ready, what's up with Honey, can they come. I figure its best to go home rather then have them come. I ask the Lady to place a sticky with a heart (one Honey will recognize as drawn by me) on the door just so when she hears the code and xxx room number. She says she would love to help. So i hand her the sticky. I go home. A week later I get a letter:
Dear Honey Bunny, I got your heart.
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