Try Me (Extracurricular Activities #2)

by Neve Wilder

“You don’t have any idea what it’s like to be looked at with suspicion basically everywhere you go. To be an already formed conclusion the second you walk through a door. A couple of jabs to the ribs? That’s fucking nothing.”

“If only I had a murder weapon.” I glanced around and pointedly eyed a stake lying on the ground nearby. Chet reached for it. “Be my guest. It’ll save me the headache of applying to law school and incurring hundreds of thousands of dollars in debt that I’ll then spend the rest of my life paying off.” “Wow. That went from zero to morbid fast.”

Careless, yes, I’d been that in the past. But I moved a little slower today A. Because I wasn’t as stupid anymore. B. I couldn’t afford a speeding ticket. And C. Mark.