Wild Card

by Elsie Silver

He tells me about his contracting business, and I tell him about my dream of opening a yoga studio one day.

He’s gonna build her a studio just watch

Something about him doing it all alone, with no one in his corner, doesn’t sit right with me. So I continue to show up for him. I promised I would, and if there’s one thing I am, it’s loyal.

And for what it’s worth, when doomsday hits, he’s not invited to my bunker. But you are.”

And Skylar—a country pop star known all over the world—quiet and completely grounded.

My queen yesssss

“Did you say ex-girlfriend?” Now the older man laughs and shakes his head, like I amuse him greatly. “Caught that, did ya? You little pervert.”

I wanna be friends w Clyde im cracking up

The way he calls to me when I enter his home—That you, kiddo? in his raspy voice—makes me smile every time.

being the center of attention is pretty much my worst nightmare.

I can mention the mouse to West later.

He’s not allowed to kill it get w the program

I watch in the mirror as squints at her.

Typo typo typo typo

Can’t be lying to my girl on her birthday.”

Why is the my girl a thing all of a sudden? I don’t get it. I’m not loving this man at all he’s kinda little bitch

On a hot, sunny day, there’s nothing better than a crisp glass of pinot grigio.

tells me what’s in it as he dishes out generous servings for each of us—hash browns, yellow curry, cream, sour cream, butter, chicken, peas, and a lot of cheese.

This sounds absolutely disgusting

doesn’t pounce on the opportunity to make this moment about sex.

He literally did but ok

“Excuse me while I run along to the next stop.”

Should’ve ran away from this victim mentality personified a while ago.

where I built Gwen a small studio of her own.

Fucking called it