Grace
The air inside Venom felt warmer than it had in a week. The heavy, dark cloud that had been following me around since my middle-of-the-night disaster was finally starting to clear up. My limbs were still a little sore from the motorcycle lessons with Kent, but it was a good kind of ache. It was the kind of pain that reminded me I was actually moving forward instead of just rotting away in that bedroom.
I decided to visit Venom after thinking about it for two whole days. I walked up to the bar counter where Jinx was busy wiping down a row of clean glasses. He looked up as I approached, his face softening when he saw the look on my face.
"Look who finally decided to join the living," Jinx said, throwing the rag over his shoulder. "I was beginning to think Kent had chained you to the
