“I find my guys in the books I read.”
She said with a smile that couldn’t quite reach her eyes. Which seemed to be fogged and absent. She was beautiful, and her smile would almost brighten up every room without fail. Her whole existence brightened my life, but she would never know that because she couldn’t trust another boy after what her last three did. It was a pattern, and they all ended the same way. With her heart in pieces in the palm of her hands, and with another girl’s name under a male name.
Three strikes, you’re out.
That was her motive, and she was off the field and moving into the dug out. For good.

~ MiAhB