She would have fallen. She was supposed to. But I jammed.
And that’s how I met her. Ott dropped me like I’d burnt him, and he ran away. She picked me up and took me home.
ran awayWe lived together, just the two of us—I was her closest companion, but she never packed me, never carried.
She’d never wanted to shoot a g*n. Had always hated them. But I’d saved her life, so she liked me but didn’t trust me. A perfect match.
wantedNo, sir. I didn’t mean to give you All’s Well That Ends Well, but I don’t want to say any more. I’m sorry it gave you a bad taste in your mouth. Yes, I suppose you should just take it. Swallow that story with the happy ending. But sir, you being you and all, I thought you’d love that story, the supposedly happy ending with you knowing it didn’t end there, not when I
