Clomp, clomp, clomp. The sound of gumboots on the new fallen snow as they each grabbed shovel to move the heaps - Slushy had really done it this year. Prisoners, big ones, small ones, fat ones, thin ones all shoveling away.
Being mistaken for a man is quite degrading, but Bonnie never really took it to heart (well she had Clyde). It was coming up to nine o clock, and was very dark. The only light was from the dim street lamps and even her cell looked pretty cosy from here.
"Okay let's pack it up" bellowed Officer Kaiiko, his voice so loud in the nearly silent night. Bonnie and Clyde's ears pirked up, finally dinner. Kaiiko walked by pointing the prisoners one by one as he walked by to put the shovel back in the shed. But Bonnie wasnt allowed to go inside.
"Keep shoveling kid." said Kaiiko putting Bonnie down. She watched the others pile in to the warm building as she stood there shovel in