Look the Part

by Jewel E. Ann

“A waste of a perfectly good day.”

“Sometimes the world ends and forgets to take you with it. I get it.”

“What if I get him rats?” He chuckles. “Then you’re an idiot. Live or die, Flint … but don’t sit in the fucking middle just … existing.”

It’s extraordinarily hard to acknowledge our imperfections, especially when they cause something so devastating … but you are in fact just like everyone else. You’re human, Flint.”

“And you’re the first breath of oxygen that’s touched my lungs in ten years,” he whispers in my ear.

“My darling girl, the words I love you only hurt the people who refuse to set them free. So when you feel it, say it.” “But, Daddy, what if I don’t mean it?” “Feelings are our greatest compass. They will always lead you to the truth.”

I want to be his greatest strength—and his greatest weakness. I want to be where he hides his lies and finds his truth.

Those who love you the most, will cherish what you cherish. They’ll nurture what makes you—you.

“God … you sure do look the part, Flint Hopkins.” I grab the top to his jacket because he doesn’t have lapels to hold. He grins. “What part is that?” “My man, of course.”