Salvation... sort of

Finally, after an hour alone to stew on her humiliation, Lauren heard someone approaching. She saw that same female officer approaching.

"Your ride's here." She explained as she opened the cell door.

"What? Who?" Lauren asked as the officer grabbed her by the arm and pulled her forward.

"You're mother." She said.

Lauren paled. Her mother was the strictest woman you could ever meet! She would not be happy Lauren was in jail... quite the opposite in fact! Lauren felt fear growing as she was led back into the lobby. Sure enough, there was her mother. Severe, athletic, and looking more 30 than 40. Her mother glared as she saw Lauren sheepishly approaching.

"Look at you, in a prison uniform!" Her mother jabbed a finger at Lauren. "I can't believe you! Now, thank the officer so we can leave."

"Th... thank you." Lauren mumbled bashfully.

"Just try not to commit so many crimes in the future." The officer said. Lauren started to follow her mother away, but the cop cleared her throat.

"Excuse me... you can't take the jumpsuit."