Rebecca Hale — The Second Ledger
We assembled the material carefully and sought advice from counsel familiar with that process.
The application meant reviewing parts of the experience I would rather have forgotten: employment history before arrest, lost earning records, the dates I had been incarcerated, and evidence about what I had endured.
I set a limit on how much paperwork I would handle each day.
One afternoon the application asked me to describe the personal effects of imprisonment.
I stared at the blank page until the words seemed hostile.
I called Angela.