Stacy Lannert has been incarcerated since she was eighteen. Stacy murdered her father and is serving life without parole. “He molested me and I shot him the same night he molested my sixteen-year-old little sister,” she says. …
Dogs are our link to paradise. They don’t know evil or jealousy or discontent. To sit with a dog on a hillside on a glorious afternoon is to be back in Eden, where doing nothing was not boring–it was peace.” — Milan Kundera