When Love Became a Lie

my nostrils. I kept my head down, working the siphon tube with

h a fever, and she needed medicine from the pharmacy twenty miles away.

uck," Caleb had said, a smirk playing on his li

ogether, a whole year of resume-padding in a town that time forgot. He hated me, and the feeling wa

d so weakly, her hand on her foreh

e, my heart hammering against my ribs. I pulled the tube out, spilling a little gas

ight flashlight beam h

o we have here?" a

ehind him, several other locals, t

dropped. I