Savouring the smell of the Christmas meal in front of me, I quickly picked up my knife and fork.
But as I began to scoff my way through the roast and all the trimmings, I couldn’t help but think how different my new pen pal’s Christmas would be.
A month earlier I’d been scrolling through photos of men on my computer.
But only one man caught my eye.
His name was Wyatt Dentel, then 30.
Among the serious faces, his big smile shone out.
But I wasn’t searching for Mr Right.
It was November 2019 and I was selecting a prisoner to write to for my social work course at uni.
I wanted more insight
