Embryos in Alabama

Rosalyn Morris
4 min readFeb 24, 2024
Photo by Emiliana Hall on Unsplash

Of course Ruth and Leah weren’t really twins. But everyone had called them that since the orphanage. They’d arrived the same day, only a few weeks old, and had been inseparable ever since.

Ruth plopped down on the bunk beneath Leah. After a day of cooking and cleaning at the small jail, she was exhausted. Her entire body ached. She let out a loud noise after she finally stretched out on the hard mattress. It wasn’t much different from the one at Heartbeat. In only a matter of minutes, she would be asleep.

Leah, on the other hand, was wired up. She was used to cold showers from Heartbeat, but at least they had more than three minutes, and they were given actual soap.

“I don’t think I’m going to make it here,” she told Ruth, stopping Ruth dead in her tracks from dozing off.

“I don’t think you have any other choice, LeeLee. You heard our lawyer.” Ruth let out a long, drawn out yawn. “When we leave here, we’re looking at at least twenty years in the state penitentiary. For strong-armed robbery and taking over $20 thousand dollars from the safe.”

Leah and Ruth were both in bad shape when they arrived to the orphanage Heartbeat. Malnourished, dehydrated, and covered in bug bites they were definitely survivors. They were severely underweight and it wasn’t clear if they would make it.

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