you and me at midnight.
February 20, 2018.
It goes like this.
but here's what gives me pause;
"Maybe if I stare long enough he’ll ask himself the same question," she thinks. "Why the hell is he back at my house?"
UNDER REVISION Eric never thought he’d be looking down the barrel of a gun, and never in his wildest dreams did he think he’d be seeing her at the other end. It had only been an hour since he’d walked out his front door, fully intent on getting a Doritos Locos tacos from the … Continue reading You Handle This One