Monday, May 9, 2011

Buck

 
Buck

The battles happening around me were a blur. The only thing that was going through my mind was the sound of her voice over the radio and the knowledge that if I wasn’t fast enough… No, I had to be fast enough! I had to make it! To hell with being angry with her, and for her being angry with me. I couldn’t even remember what it was anymore that we were so sore about. The only memory I had after all this time was of something that didn’t happen, an answer that wasn’t given. Hold on, Veronica, I’m coming.

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