DANIELwyneth said she does not like hiking.Then she wakes up early this morning, puts onher clothes, and says, “Take me hiking, husband.”So I did exactly that, then fucked her against a tree to teach her how to behave and not be a flirt. Although, in her case, that only makes her act out more.Over the weekend, hiking has grown on her so much that she does not even need me to carry her on my back anymore. I have done it anyway because her tiny body wraps all around me and she plays with my hair and face and neck and anywhere her hands can reach.She’s a touchy person. One who needs physical contact to feel connected. But she does not go around touching everyone, just her inner circle that she deems safe.At the moment, I am in the middle of that circle and it is a fucking wild ride.Any time spent in her presence is. Even when she’s sleeping, she stretches her body out all over me and hides her face in my neck. Or she lays her head on my lap and flings her legs in the air.Like ri

GENEVIEVEad woke up.Dad. Woke. Up.I still can not believe it and keep mentally shaking myself during the entire ride to the hospital.I think I am dreaming.That is what I did when he first had the accident, I slept upside down and dreamt about Dad tilting his head and telling me that sleeping in that position is not healthy.Then I woke up and he wasn’t there, but there were tears in my eyes.So that is what I think during the entire ride. I think that this is a dream—I’ll eventually wake up and Dad will still be in a coma.My nails clink together and I dig them into my skin. Pain means it is not a dream and that the call Dan got was real.That my father is back.We do not talk the whole way. I just listen to my NF and Twenty One Pilots playlist and count the minutes until we get to the hospital.Anytime he opens his mouth, I raise the volume until he gets the memo and stops trying to speak. I do not want to talk to him, I do not want him to spout more words that will cut me open.

“What are you doing here? Dad’s upstairs and you have to leave before he wakes up. He asked me if there is something he should know about and he even said something smells different. No idea why he has that sensitive nose, but he does, and I nearly lost it and he knows, Dan. He knows something’s wrong, because he’s Dad. He knows things and I can not lie to him. I can not do this—”“Hey. Deep breaths.”I inhale, then exhale harshly, staring at him from beneath my eyelashes. “I…I am scared. I am scared of making him mad or losing him after I have finally got him back. It is a miracle that he’s home and has recovered so fast, and I can not…I can not think of losing him.”“You will not. I’ll make sure of it.”“Really?”“Have I ever made a promise and not kept it?”“No, you have not.”“Then trust me one final time.”“Are you…going to talk to him?”“It is about time I do. I waited for him to recover, but I need to be the one who tells him before he goes back to battling with Susan and finds

KREWPeople spend their entire lives avoiding crime—or try to.Not me.I knew that I would do it one day. That at some point, the crazy genes, as my father and his bitch of wife called them, would catch up to me and I would snap.That is why I chose law. It definitely wasn’t out of a warped sense of justice. I just had to learn law to get around it and apply self-restraint so that I did not end up murdering someone accidentally.Or intentionally.It is been easier with Ginny around, because I have someone to focus on, someone not to get caught for. I had to raise her, to be the parent my own parents weren’t. I had to be the person who protected her from the world.But I couldn’t protect her from my motherfucking friend.Ex-friend because I am going to blow his brains out in about five minutes.I always knew I would kill. I just did not know it’d be the man I considered a fucking brother.Dan and I did not start our friendship the conventional way. We were rivals for way too long, then

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