No Prince

by Stevie J. Cole

This was not a fairytale. I was no damsel, and Zeppelin Hunt was certainly no prince.

I looked at Jade, and she froze like I was a T-rex that wouldn’t notice her if she didn’t move.

Innocence, once lost, can never be regained.

“Velma! Honey.” He placed the cup on the bar. “It’s been a while since my gag reflex has been tested and that...” He pointed at the offending cup. “Just tested it.”