Right Side of Paradise

by Shon

I don’t know how to get over that night. I don’t know how to get over her.

With a hand on my knee, her voice dropped to a conspiratorial whisper. “You got my cigarettes, sweet pea?”

“I already told you; I don’t need your permission. I’m not a child, Rico.” “No, but you are my baby.”

Whole family a hot fucking mess. They were still mine, though.

“I’m not done with you yet.” Through all my whimpering and incoherence, I said, “I never want you to be done with me.”

With Rico, Soul and Christian, my inner child was at ease, my inner slut was sated, and my inner lover girl was cherished beyond compare. I couldn’t ask for more.

“I don’t need another list right now. I just want forever.”