INICIAR SESIÓNPart One- Grand opening day began at 5:12am with Rae Carter threatening murder over balloons. “They’re breeding.” Mason looked up from the ladder where he was hanging a banner across the awning. “They’re inflating.” “There were twelve yesterday. There are forty now.” “That's math.” “That's sabotage.” Darlene breezed past carrying two sheet cakes and a tray of biscuits. “I ordered extras.” “You ordered insanity,” Rae said. “I ordered visibility.” “You ordered latex clutter.” Darlene kissed the air beside Rae’s cheek and kept walking. “Morning sunshine.” “I hate all of you.” “Liar,” Mason called from above. Rae glared up at him. He was wearing jeans, boots, and the navy T-shirt she liked because it fit indecently well across his shoulder. Sweat already darkened the collar. “You missed a corner,” she said. “The banner?” “Your personality.” He grinned. That grin had become constant lately. She was beginning to suspect she was the cause, which f
Part One- By the time summer settled fully over town, Carter’s Gas & Repair had become louder, brighter, busier, and far more crowded than Rae preferred. Which was saying something, because Rae preferred approximately six people total, and three of them were dead. The station was now open before sunrise and rarely slowed before dark. Truckers stopped for fuel because the pumps worked again. Farmers came for repairs because Mason’s work was solid and his prices were fair. Families stopped because Darlene had convinced Rae to add a hand pie and cold lemonade by the register. Teenagers lingered because the new string lights, which Mason hung under the awning, made the place look cooler than it had been right to. Rae complained about every improvement. Then quietly defend them if anyone else criticizes one of them. Which meant everyone in town knew exactly how doomed she was. At six-thirty on a blistering Tuesday morning, Rae stood behind the counter doing invoices while Mason lea
Part One- Mason moved into the station, the way the weather moves in gradually, then all at once. First, it was tools. A red metal toolbox appeared beside the compressor in the bay. Then a duffel bag landed near the office couch, “temporarily,” according to the man who said temporary, as it had no history of becoming permanent. Then boots by the back door. The coffee was already brewing when Rae came downstairs. Then he, shirtless, was in her kitchen at six in the morning, making eggs in a skillet too small for his ambitions. She stopped in the doorway and started. “You're in my house.” He glanced over his shoulder. “Apartment.” “You're shirtless.” “You say that like it's criticism.” He plates eggs with insulting charm. Rae crossed her arms. “Who permitted you?” “You left a key.” “I gave you a key to lock the bay after hours.” “Exactly. I locked it. Then unlocked this.” She narrowed her eyes. He slid a plate towards her. “Eat before you get meaner.” “I
Part One- Rain turned the lot into a sheet of silver. Rae stood in the middle of it, soaked through in seconds, arms hanging uselessly at her sides, while twenty versions of the past rearranged themselves in her head. Letters. He had written letters. Months of silence she’d worn like proof had maybe been built on someone else’s lie. The thought hollowed her out. “Rae.” Mason’s voice cut through the storm. She kept walking toward the road because the movement felt easier than thinking. Water splashed around her boots. Mud sucked at the edges of the gravel. Headlights passed in a blurred hiss. Then Mason caught her wrist. She spun hard. “Don't touch me.” He let go immediately, palms raised. “Fine.” Rain streamed off his hair, down the planes of his face, and soaked his shirt to the skin. “You lied to me,” she said. His jaw tightened. “About what?” “You said you left because staying felt like drowning.” “That was true.” “You also said you chose work.” “Th
Part One- Morning arrived with all the facts of a tow truck through the plate glass. Rae woke on the office couch with a Crick in her neck, one boot still on, and the sharp awareness that she had made several questionable decisions in under seventy-two hours. The power had come back sometime before dawn. The desk lamp glowed dimly in the corner where she must have left it switched on. Rainwater still dripped from the awning outside in slow, irregular taps. Then memory returned in bright, dangerous flashes. Smoke. Fire. Mason’s hands on her waist. His mouth in the dark. The way she had kissed him back like she’d forgotten caution existed. “Fantastic,” she muttered to the empty room. She sat up too quickly and regretted it immediately. Her hair was a mess. Her spine objected. Her heart, traitor that it was, seemed in suspiciously good spirits. The couch opposite hers was empty. No Mason. Of course, no Mason. He hadn’t stated. He’d left sometime after midnight when the rain soft
Part One: Since Rae couldn't lie down, she decided to sit up and read. She took the time to read a couple of chapters. Once she was done, she put her bookmark in the book and set it on her nightstand. She tried to lie down again, and she was okay. She knew she just needed to give her food a chance to digest. Rae went to sleep soon after. When she woke up, it was around 3pm. She went, reaching for her phone. She saw it was on 7%. She hurried and plugged it in. When she saw it had a decent charge, she decided to check through her messages. She saw she had over 20 text messages. She was wondering what was going on. She went through her messages and hurried out of bed. She found out the store was vandalized. Rae got into her car and tried not to speed. She knew she didn't need a ticket on top of everything else. She got to the store, and it was in shambles. There were cops and yellow caution tape everywhere. Rae locked her car and ran inside. She saw all the employees on one side
It was a Saturday and Rae had just learned she wouldn't have anyone to work third shift. She looked at the hours on the computer and knew she was going to have to work the shift. Rae got herself up and made sure everything was set for the next day. She knew the little things to look for that no one
The days after seemed to be running together. At the same time, Rae just kept on smiling. She was feeling over the moon inside. Yet, in the back of her mind, she knew she needed to keep things a secret. She didn’t want anything to get ruined. She wanted to enjoy the moments when they were together.
By the time 10 o'clock came around the next day, the whole town was buzzing about Mason being back in town. It seemed like everywhere Rae went, someone was talking about him. Rae was trying her hardest to act like she didn't care. She was shocked that it had spread so quickly. She thought it
Everything happens for a reason. We all know this to be true. We have to work hard and become something for ourselves. We have to be someone our parents can be proud of. We all have responsibilities that we must attend to. We all know these days we must work to pay rent and take care







