I don’t know why I expected her to understand. She can’t possibly feel what I do. Only when you become the monster do you understand the power that comes with taking a life. It’s still there, whispering to me.
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Cliff
“So,” Lucy asks, strapping herself into the passenger seat, “what’s going on between you and my little sister?”
The way she says my little sister is so fiercely protective, I glance at her. The expression on her face is just as fierce, her brows furrowed, eyes slits that imply a threat behind the words. And I believe it.
“I thought you didn’t want to know,” I reply, treading carefully. My hands grip the steering wheel, and I wish that we could just get on with it. Asking Lucy for a refresher course on driving a car involved way more pride swallowing than I’d bargained for. It’s not that she was mean or anything. I just feel like a loser.
Lucy taps her lower lip. “I guess I don’t. But I also do.” She twists in her seat to face me. “Does that make sense?”
“Of course it does.” I glance around the industrial park. Too many memories here. Ironically enough, it was my father who taught me how to drive when I was fifteen. I just never got my license.
“Just promise me something,” Lucy continues. “Be . . . careful with Olivia. She’s not really the settle down and get married type.”
I snort. “And you are?”
“Of course not.” She scowls. “But you are, and Livvie breaks hearts for a living.”
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