Rewrite the Stars

by Charleigh Rose

“So, where do we start?” she asks, her eyes lighting up with excitement. “You tell me. Whatever your spoiled, little heart desires.” “I’ve always wanted to try cotton candy,” she admits. Eros and I share a look, his shocked expression mirroring what I’m thinking. “What kind of bullshit childhood did you have?” Eros asks, clearly disgusted. Evan shrugs. “A very boring one.”

“Every summer comes to an end. Does that mean we shouldn’t enjoy the sun?”