By Sandra Gregory
Following years of dwelling out of the country in Thailand, Sandra Gregory unexpectedly turned desperately ailing and as her scientific debts started to mount, her checking account diminished. In alternate for $2,000 she agreed to hold 89 grams of heroin to Tokyo for a chum, yet earlier than she even boarded the aircraft she used to be stuck via Bangkok Airport defense and eventually sentenced to twenty-five years contained in the notorious Lard Yao legal. during this stunning account, Sandra info the 4 and a part years she spent in Thai criminal and describes scenes of awful brutality and discomfort. She tells of her day-by-day struggle for survival, of the various girls who died with out treatment or family round them, and of her recognition of her guilt and supreme redemption. Amidst the discomfort and torture, this sincere recollection indicates how Sandra fought for survival, and prevailed.
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Stupidly, we had decided to save the taxi fare and walk to Bangkok. An hour later and we didn’t appear to be anywhere nearer the neon and gleaming, flickering city that lay up ahead. We had landed in the darkness of another planet. A battered, white Toyota pulled up along side us. ‘Bangkok very big, you walk long time. I take you. ’ We hadn’t actually given much thought to where we would stay. John and I both were totally unprepared and knew nothing about the place. The last thing on my mind was urban chaos.
He was alone and looked friendly. And pale, as pale as yogurt. I was drawn to him straight away. Robert reminded me of home. There were no beads around his neck or dangling from his wrists, no sun-bleached blond hair, no silver jewellery and no sandals. Wonderful. We didn’t get to know each other that well, or even spend a lot of time together, but it was so nice to be able to have a few words with someone who reminded me of everything good about home. Robert wasn’t really a part of the island life.
I was free. I was an adult. Shortly before leaving the college I started going out with Spike, a wild-looking, unconventional and rugged 37-year-old father of a four-year-old daughter. He was perfect. ’ asked my dad, his eyes squinting as I spat out yet another lie. They couldn’t stand Spike but I didn’t care. Once again my parents moved house, this time to Aberdeen in Scotland, and I decided I couldn’t cope with another move. Winchester, then America, then Winchester again. Where the hell was Aberdeen anyway?
