Falling In Love In Forty-Four Days I'm sure I'm not the only one who's ever wondered what it would be like to be on death row. I'm sure I'm not the only one who's ever wondered what it would be like to wake up that flat, rainy morning, lying on your cot, and realizing this will be the last morning you will ever see. There will never be a day that you will wake up again to hear rain pattering on your cell window, you'll never again wake up to your mother kissing your forehead and telling you to get ready for school. You just won't ever wake up again. December 5, 2002-That morning I was jolted awake by a dream only a minute before my alarm was supposed to go off. I reached for the narrow black clock sitting on my dresser, the digital face reading 6:00 AM, and...