When Sparks Fly

by Kristen Zimmer

Instantly, their demeanors soften. Interesting. She is the puppet master.

“Amy, seriously, refrain from spewing your shit all over the place. You’ll ruin my heels.”

“She isn’t going to fuck any of you. She’s not interested in trash.”

It’s fun to be scared of ghosts and goblins, things that don’t exist in the world. The only actual monsters are human beings, and some are as horrible as it gets.

I hate being tickled. I don’t like being touched, in general. And I like both as long she’s the one doing them. I am forever screwed.