✽ Jason ✽
Mandy had seen my parents. That meant the old life was no longer a rumor in the background. It was in our living room, dressed in expensive fabric, judging the air. Ever since that night, Mandy had been softer with me. Careful. Like she was afraid my world came with rules she didn’t know. She kept pretending she wasn’t thinking about it, but her eyes gave her away. Every time she looked at me, I could see the question in her eyes. I could have explained everything right then. But I didn’t. To me, an explanation would come at a price. I wasn’t going to hand myself over without getting something back. One night after the diner closed, and we started the walk home, I made my decision. The city was quiet, and the soft breeze was chilly. As we walked, I glanced at her.
“I will tell
