Betrayed By Blood, Loved By None

gasoline. The next, I was floating, watching sunlight dapple through the leaves of the oak tree my car was

had made it to the farm, sullen and angry. They probably felt relieved. The problem son wa

use. It was from the tech firm, a formal notice stating that my internship offer was rescinded due

uttered to Sarah. "He's so stubborn

, unseen observer. I tried to scream, to tell them I wasn't punishing them, that I was trapped, that I was

sound of my phone ringing faintly from the wreckage mile

e phone, her voice dripping with fury, not fear. "This childish t

moments of my life. I remembered the brake pedal, the useless give beneath my foot. I remembered the steering wh

was an older one, from before Alex. I was five, sitting on my father' s shoulders at a Fourth of July parade. He was laug

I tried to reach out, to knock the photo over, to make any kind of sign. My hand passed right throug

d. I watched as ants discovered the sticky residue of spilled soda on the car floor. I saw a fox, drawn by the scent of decay, sniff around the driver

sical phone in the car, but the sound of it in my

y you missed the alumni meet-up. I had to make up some excuse for you

Alex, honey, are you feeling okay? You loo

on the couch, the picture of health. The jarring shift from anger at me to cloying sweetness for him