“I think it could be fun. A double creature feature, popcorn, and watching it under the stars? Come on.” I pointed to the flyer taped to a store window. Eisley frowned. We just couldn’t find our footing. Last night, we fought, then she had her nightmares. She was still upset about my scars, and I was upset about her little poison garden she had in her backyard. We were one passive aggressive comment away from exploding.
