DAKOTA I think I sat there for about an hour, at least, on the ground, surrounded by a ton of flowers that had decided to come and visit me, while … Continue reading Chapter 13 – THE BOOK – Dakota
SAGE “I’m not doing that.” “Come on, Dakota. You can’t say that to every suggestion.” I rolled my eyes. She laughed. “You’re seriously gonna roll your eyes right now? You … Continue reading Chapter 13 – THE BOOK – Sage
I thought hard until my brain hurt. Until my throat grew more hoarse from the screams and the rain had no choice but to listen to me. Then the wind picked up, shoving the rain against the trees so hard that they stripped them of their bark, stripping them of the magic.
So, her old Jeep left little to be desired in the world of the Middle-class, but Stephanie couldn’t imagine being them. She couldn’t imagine waiting impatiently every single day for a vacation that was always too far and too few between just so she could escape hell in a fiendish attempt to feel alive. She would probably have gotten married, had a couple of kids, worked first shift while her husband worked second or something, leaving her alone with her devices, and her sexual desires, eventually resulted in something that would resemble an affair; and all the while feeling guilty about the affair, enjoying every minute of it, because it was the only thing that made her feel something. Yeah, she would probably love her kids. She would hopefully love her husband. She would hate herself, though