First Lie Wins

by Ashley Elston

It’s the small touches a woman brings to a man’s home, like the matching throw pillows on the couch or the faint whiff of jasmine from the diffuser on the bookshelf, that every other woman notices the second she walks through the front door.

I envy the gracefulness that comes with knowing that everyone in this town has seen them at their worst and still accepts them.

“But you promised me fireworks,” I say, my lips pouting. “I got your fireworks, Kitty Cat,” he says, while grabbing his crotch. While this is the easiest way to get into the party, it is also the grossest.

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