You Should've Kept Driving

by M.A. Savino

Ghost? I am no ghost. I am a vengeful spirit.

Fall for me you foolish boy, so I can rip your heart out and eat you for breakfast.

“No matter how many times you do that, she’ll always be there, haunting your dreams, speaking inside your head, and churning inside your stomach. Her DNA is a part of you now. You never planned to let her go, and now she will never leave.” I tilt my head slowly with an expressionless face. “You’re welcome.”

Oh, my. What’s this? A new addition to the Maneaters Club. Well, in her and Ari’s case, a woman, but that was a one-off.