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He thinks I’m just a woman—a helpless, defenseless woman. Sometimes, I think that’s our best weapon. Let them think we’re weak until we have to prove otherwise.
“Do I really look dangerous to you?” He shoves both hands out to his sides dramatically. I cut a quick glance his way without really looking at him. “You’re a white male in your thirties, so if you’ve watched the news, like, literally ever, I’m not really sure I need to answer that question.”
And, when I’m not doing what they want me to do, everything between us is strained. And I’m to blame for it all.”
It’s not like you get a do-over for these years. You don’t get the time back…being young, you know?
In death, everyone becomes a hero. Otherworldly. The dead become something of myths and legends, even when everyone knows the truth.
It’s how I always feel after a night like this, after ending a life, settling a score, but this time is different. Special.
“Lori and Tony have been lying to us. This isn’t their car. The car we’re riding in belonged to the missing boy from the news. And I’d bet anything they know what happened to him.”
He doesn’t seem to know what his wife is capable of or why she’s attacking us, and neither do I.
want to say so much. To thank him for all he did for me, to tell him how much it’s meant,
