Chapter 22

" But I want to make it work, guys! "I stubbornly insisted, whining again. "Not that I'm wanting the guy to be the love of my life, but it's very sad not to have anyone to count on in this life. I mean, having friends is not really like having a love. You've already been married, you know what I mean. "I sighed, looking at the sky. "I just wanted to get home and have someone to talk to about my day. I wanted to tell someone about how I believe that aliens exist and that we are controlled by them. I wanted someone to tell me to watch old movies and give my critical analysis of the history of the movie. I wanted someone like...”

I stopped talking. Because I was describing Flynn, imagining a life with him, based on what we lived at the time. I shook my head to ward off my thoughts, but they still stood there, as if exposed in a window. That was crazy. A madness without any size. Because I had already been involved with many men, and none of them woke me up that way. None of them made me