Grizz
The white Camaro sits in much the same place I left it, a few parking spots over. It’s later than I’d like, well after dark. I had another errand to do after I left the vampire king.
I ride my bike right up to the parked car, squinting against its headlights. I can’t see anyone. Then a figure darts in front of the car and my entire body tightens. Jordy.
She runs right up to me, her little white Keds flashing, her dress swirling around her knees. The Camaro’s headlights outline her form, but the halo of light around her is not as bright as her smile.
“Hey,” she says, breathless. Her sweet, unassuming beauty punches me in the gut. she’s a flower blooming in a trash littered parking lot. A star blazing in the night.
Forget this shitty day. Forget the wolves, the vampires, and debri
