The Fall Risk

by Abby Jimenez

I could put five rounds, rapid fire, into center mass from ten yards away while chewing gum and listening to an audiobook.

“Pain is inevitable, but suffering is optional.”

“Red flag guys aren’t your type. They’re your pattern.”

“If you ever come back here,” I whispered, “you won’t find her, you’ll find me. And then no one will ever find you.”