The Rest of Me

by Ashley Munoz

They say the devil is in the details. Maybe that’s why I decided to make a deal with him.

Eat your heart out, skinny-jean-wearing men of America—country boys have you beat.

“Mommy says he needs a whole lot of Jesus, but I think Jesus is getting tired of his attitude,” Henley commented while reaching for the cookies.

It was perfection in chaos, heaven in hell, my future tangled in the barbed wire of my past—and I wanted more of it.