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Jailbird Can't Fly
Jailbird Can't Fly
Jailbird Can't Fly
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Jailbird Can't Fly

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Imogen is a posh diplomat's daughter with a pretty face. She's also fresh out of jail for violent assault. Who's going to give her a break when so many others deserve it more? Angie runs a garden centre and despite her reservations gives Imogen a job to help out Patty, her parole officer friend. But the ex-con's surly, couldn't-care-less attitude gets up everyone's nose, including customers, so Angie fires her.

End of story. Or it should have been, but Imogen turns up again and Angie sees another side of her... and a sexier side, too.

Jailbird Can't Fly tells of the love story that shouldn't have happened, except that Angie cares too much about birds with broken wings... and so mistrust became attraction... and attraction became desire. Their passion is described with unfettered language so readers beware of explicit adult content.

LanguageEnglish
PublisherMica Le Fox
Release dateDec 18, 2018
ISBN9780463528785
Jailbird Can't Fly
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Mica Le Fox

Totally out of my depth at an academic school I mercifully discovered I could draw and blagged my way into a career in advertising and visual arts. So far, so not too bad. It's been OK, but writing has been part of my remit and I've always itched to do more, so here I am, blagging my way into book writing. It's all fiction. Fiction is often way better than real life and I spend most of my time thinking things up. But I will never try to make you accept the completely unbelievable. If you watch, say, science fiction on TV, it's alright to 'suspend your disbelief' - I do - but not to accept the unbelievable. I hope my books will introduce to you human characters (mostly) with ordinary human emotions and fallibilities. I especially like fallibilities... they are the most interesting thing about us all and certainly the best to write about. I want you to have a booky window on people sometimes making mistakes... maybe sometimes getting it right as well. And I will try to make you feel what they do, you know, like you are in their shoes... well, unless they're undressed of course. Whether I do all this well is another matter, I only write these stories so I have no idea. Anyway, it's for you to decide. Buy the books and let me know. Ha! Blagging again.

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    Jailbird Can't Fly - Mica Le Fox

    Jailbird Can’t Fly

    by Mica Le Fox

    Copyright 2018 Mica Le Fox

    Published by Mica Le Fox at Smashwords

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    Chapter 1

    Well, I don't always get what I come for, but I can always rely on a good cup of coffee. Patty put her cup down on the table.

    Angie eyed her friend with some scepticism. Patty, whenever you compliment me, I get suspicious. I'm guessing you have someone you want me to take on, don't you. She always enjoyed Patty's company and they socialised regularly in their spare time, but when she asked to come and see her in the middle of the day, she had a good idea it would be to request a placement.

    No, no, how could you think that. I was just passing and came to say hello. Patty gave her friend an innocent smile.

    Hmm. Angie looked down at the folder on the table next to the coffee cup in front of Patty. So that wouldn't be a parolee file then, Patty?

    Patty looked down and opened her mouth with an intake of breath in mock surprise. Oh! that. Yeah, well, now you come to mention it...

    The two of them had been at high school together and first gained each other's respect and then unbreakable friendship. They had gone in different directions after high school, pursuing very different further education goals, but eventually settled back close to where they grew up in Santa Monica and happily renewed their friendship.

    Patty put the tips of her fingers on the file, but before sliding it over to her friend she looked at her closely. Now Angie, this is a little unusual compared to normal, but I want you to look at it with an open mind.

    The two had had an understanding for a couple of years now. After Angie had taken on the first parolee, providing a job at the garden centre when many would have refused point blank to employ a man convicted of serious drug supply offences, the two women had opened an informal channel, Patty selecting her clients carefully and introducing them quietly before a formal recruitment process was started. That way Patty got to manage a very useful resource for both of their advantages and a few ex-prisoners were given the chance of a softer landing once on the outside, with secure employment if they were committed. Of course, it relied on their friendship to make it work and Patty was careful not to ask too much.

    Patty had been a parole officer for about five years and, although she sometimes went home with the world on her shoulders, thinking that no matter how hard she tried she would fail both her clients and the justice system, she actually loved her work. And next day she always stepped back into the fray with renewed enthusiasm.

    Every day she saw her colleagues get beaten down with the hopelessness of what they did, many of their clients unable to break an endless cycle of crime and then punishment. Some POs either became cynical, performing their duty with what she saw as their fingers crossed behind their back it didn’t matter if their client didn’t turn up for a meeting, they were on their way back to prison anyway. Or they became semi-detached and did their work with the minimum of effort. Patty despised both kinds. She believed even one successful rehabilitation made the job worth it - and that everyone was capable of change.

    She pushed the file to her friend and Angie opened it.

    'Imogen St. James.'

    The photograph showed a young woman in her early twenties with mid brown hair cut short like a boy's and a fringe over her eyes. From the image, she could tell that she was pretty, even delicately featured, somehow at odds with her status as an ex-prisoner.

    The file gave her date of birth twenty two years before and place of birth as Windsor, Berkshire, England. She was educated at Haverhill, a private boarding school for girls in Sussex, England.

    Angie continued to read that her mother had died when she was thirteen and she was subsequently brought up by her father, Corin St. James, who had remarried to an American when Imogen was seventeen and had come to live in Los Angeles. Imogen had lived with them for a year then moved out, staying at several different addresses with various people. Many of these were known to LAPD, mostly for drug offences, some for gang related violence.

    Imogen had been arrested a number of times in the ensuing

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