AllFreeNovel
Share Us
What could I do but ask her opinion?
In my opinion, you’ve got one nasty
infection. Did you sterilize the needle?
Thinking back, I wasn’t so sure.
But I said, “Of course he did.”
He did, huh? Your hard-bodied,
dark-haired dream boy did this?
So then I had to tell her everything.
Except I left out about the monster.
Well, I hope that’s the only infection
he gave you, in love or no.
So then I got my back up. Played
defense to her quarterback sneak.
No need to get your back up.
I was just kidding, and of course
girls can carry STDs too.
So then Bree felt much better, while
Kristina felt really bad.
I know you’re sorry. No worries.
Let’s chalk it up to jet lag.
Brain Lag
described it better,
synapses quieting, gray
matter shutting down, except
the pain center part, Leigh’s elementary
nursing—alcohol, hydrogen peroxide, and a
dab of Neosporin—had only managed to make
the aching mess hurt even more, although
she probably killed off a germ or two.
At least, lost in the center
