The Wedding Night Bite

pty when I got home. Instead,

, crying. She was picking up the shards

bbed, holding up a piece of the frame.

across the mess on the floor. I fe

to talk,

ascara. "You've changed, Caleb. The second we get

h. "You bit me on our wedding night

comforting me because yo

bandana, Jocelyn. A bandana

d, crying out in pain. She' d cut her hand on a piec

s caught a different scar. A fa

sc

her parents' house. My crutches slipped, and I started to fall. Jocelyn lunged forward to st

te symbol of her devotion. The proof that she would hurt herself to

at it, I ju

d, and began to clean and bandage the cut. Her sobs subsided into sniffles. She was watching me,

eard the roar of a truck engine in the dri

burst open wi

is crew of idiots. They w

ending grin on his face. "Came to throw

they owned it. They looked at me, then around

t, flustered. "Ryan! What

"But we're running low on the good stuff. Hey, Caleb, be a pal and run over to the

order. And it was a clear plo

Yeah, Caleb," she said quietly.

s smug face. I knew what w

said. "N

the door, into the cool night a