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“Ahh, but the migratory flight patterns of the monarchs wait for no one.” I brushed a stray feather from my sleeve. “As soon as I get the call, I’m off to Mexico, baby!”
Love made you hurt. Love made you distracted and inevitably sad and empty when it fell apart.
He was hoping to make me jealous and get a reaction out of me, but unfortunately, the only thing I was severely jealous of was that Stacy’s family had a very secret morel mushroom patch they refused to share the location of.
If he had been ten years younger, this would have been one heck of a meet cute.
I live at 4313 Sassafras Road, Willow Springs, Michigan.”
She was so small compared to us. She punched and kicked at my chest wildly. It was kind of…cute. I couldn’t help but laugh.
Why did she continue to act so sweet and innocent when obviously capable of something so impressive as sever- ing a man’s finger and carving it into a key?
To be rid of this girl that has wriggled into my mind like a maggot. She was a human.
How foolish of them to think they could possibly make me feel worse than I already had.
They all looked so bland, so unremarkable, so…plain.
