He Hated A Love I Forgot

e pushed my head away with a har

the wall covered in my Post-it n

ound was loud. A few note

ur life's instructional manual? Don't t

e by one. He read them aloud, h

.' 'Take medication at 8 AM.

one. " 'This i

minder of where you live, Joleen? What a genius.

y lifeboat in a sea of forgotten moments.

chair. My legs felt like

aked. "Don't. D

gather the scattered pieces of paper. They

A cold, detached

f a small yellow note. My hand reach

He picked up the not

old one.

he read aloud. His voice wa

ond. His fingers tightene

t, planning to use it for your next vic

nto tiny pieces. He held them up. The paper confet

ing to catch the fragments. But

orward. She gent

soft. "Don't get yourself worked up ove

suddenly appeared. I hadn't even

camera. Her voice was full of fake sympathy. "Sh

to help, remember? To show everyone yo

hear. "We'll call it 'Rust Belt Redemption.' A story of a compassionate b

hing in his eyes. Then he nodded. A slow

ll on the floor, sur

near my head. "You're going to be a star. Everyone will see what a m

Harlow clinging to his arm

pty wall stared back at me. Silence

ll ache in my head. A Post-it on my w

hen. My home felt empt

t open. It slammed against th

m, a crew of people. Lig

ed through Jax's. She smiled at th

t stepped forward.

'm Mark, the director of 'Rust Belt Redemption.'

ists, Jax Mosley and Harlow Bridges, have returned to their h

truggles, Joleen. Your... condition. We want to document your journey. To inspire o