Someone Else’s Life

by Lyn Liao Butler

“You used to be like her. Friendly and . . .” Annie wrinkled her nose when he trailed off. “And now I’m just a grumpy old potato? I think I’m a fucking blast of sunshine, thank you very much.” Brody’s mouth twitched, and then he gave in and laughed, reaching out to draw her into a hug. “You sure are my fucking blast of sunshine.”