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by Jennifer Hartmann

“So, Halley Like the Comet,” Reed finally spoke, his voice a gentle ripple in the summer breeze. “Do you have a story to go along with the name?”

“I’m not disappointed.”

Oh cute

Have you ever listened to the lyrics?

This is an important question

Do you like tragic things? Are you drawn to the ghosts in my eyes?

But being jaded doesn’t come with age; it comes with hardship. And hardship can blow through like a stormfront, destroying everything in a blink. Five years old, fifteen, fifty. Doesn’t matter. Once you’re caught in the funnel, you never stop spinning out.”

“You raised me on a diet of beatings and cruelty. If I’m anything like her, it’s because that’s the only example I had. Congratulations.”

Tara chomped on a piece of bubblegum, studying her reflection in the glass. “Dad’s really cool. You’ll like him.”

Oh Reese is dad isnt he

I was a serial killer in a past life. That had to be it.

Thou is royally fucked.

“How long have I been caught up on you and unable to even look at another woman?”

Oh

“As much as a girl can love the next best thing.”