27
Pitt
My family always put on a haunted hayride for Halloween, and this year was no exception. But this year I just wasn’t feeling it. Kaylee hung heavily on my mind still, so I headed down to Gunnison to drown my sorrows.
It had been hard living without her, but it was harder still now that I’d finally let go of the idea that we’d find each other again.
Sitting at a small table for two, I picked up one of the shots of whiskey I’d ordered and downed it. A familiar voice came from somewhere behind me, “Shots, huh?”
Tanya, my old flame, came to take a seat—though I hadn’t offered—at my table. “Tanya, what are you doing here?”
“Hello to you, too, Pitt Zycan.” She took a drink from the longneck bottle she’d brought with her.
“Sorry.” There wasn’t any reason to be rude to her. “I’m jus
