Revenge. Even the word sent a ripple of tingling energy through my body. I breathed for vengeance, and my heart beat to avenge the grievous wrong visited on me more than a year ago.
I stared at the one who did this to me. She was petite and pretty, and the smile she directed at the grocery store’s cashier was filled with promises of sweet chocolate and strawberries on a warm summer day. It made me sick. My stomach flipped over and over inside of me. She gave everyone that sickening smile. That smile was the reason for all of my troubles. She looked back at me. “Sorry it’s taking so long!” She smiled at me, and my knees felt weak. For a few moments, I just looked at her for a long time before I nodded. She returned her attention to the tattooed teen behind the counter. Read the rest of this entry »
My Name Applies 