Bait

by Jade West

Death is not the greatest loss in life. The greatest loss is what dies inside us while we live.

I smile because someone found me in the darkness and didn’t try to switch the light on.

The world breaks everyone, and afterward, some are strong at the broken places.

“We get stronger at the broken places,”

“So make something to live for. Get sober. Help me build the business back up. Take up poker, or bowling and embroidery or any old fucking shit,” I hiss. “Just to get you on your feet again.”