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RAZOR

Breanna: Apples Your turn

I DON’T KNOW why her answer causes ht She texted to let ress on the code I texted back that she should take a break Now neither of us seeer to end the conversation Our texts took a turn toward rando favorite foods Breanna’s moved us on to fruit

Me: I don’t eat fruit

Breanna: Liar

I laugh Maybe I am

It’s been a feeeks since Breanna and I lares froone mute about me and Breanna, which is what I wanted He’s scared of ht I step up ame to nail the bastard

Breanna: Kyle’s paper is due soon

The rare happyK out of your life starts tonight

Breanna: When are we going to shoot the rockets?

Classic Breanna She switches the subject to school when she stresses out Her brain operates so fast I’m not sure she’s aware of the defense mechanism Me: Tomorrow? I know a place where we can shoot theet off work at six I don’t have a ride so can you pick roenty dollars she has no idea what she asked for Me: Yeah Wear jeans and boots It’s going to be a fast ride I gotta go

I pocket my cell and chuckle as it vibrates with her frantic responses I suck down halfanother People surround me Over a hundred of them, but for a while I lived in a world where there wasn’t chaos, only me and Breanna

Music pounds from speakers, there is beer on tap and two chicks are on top of the bar I’ for anyone who cares I haven’t looked up once, even when a bra was tossed in my direction Mythat’s about to take place tonight Plus it doesn’t help that across the room is a picture of my mother

The clubhouse is packed and it’s not just thethe place Chapters froe

It’s the annual remembrance party thrown for the members of the Terror and Terror Gypsies who have died So are Eli’s blood brother and Chevy’s father, James, Violet’s father and, because life is cruel, Olivia anddown the sides slides into view and Pigpen sidles up besideto knoho you’re texting with It’s like you’re a twelve-year-old girl chained to that damn cell Have you started your period yet?"