WILDFLOWER IN THE BIKER BOSS NEST 의 모든 챕터: 챕터 1 - 챕터 5

Meghan I buried that night so deep I almost convinced myself it belonged to some careless girl I'd never be again.I went back to school. And church, smiled across the dinner table and passed my father the potatoes. Ashamed and silent, I waited for the memory to fade.Instead, it grew.A month later, the smell of frying eggs made me gag so hard I barely reached the bathroom. The next week, I fell asleep in the middle of class. My jeans began to pinch.My body had been keeping a calendar my mind refused to read, and one gray Tuesday afternoon, sitting on the edge of the bathtub with a small plastic stick in my trembling hand, I finally read it.Two pink lines.Two thin lines, so faint and so final. I stared at them until they blurred into one, and I could not look away.I didn't cry. I sat there so long the water in the sink went cold, never noticing the shaking.My mother noticed. Mothers always do.She had watched me push my plate away three nights in a row. She had watched me grip

Meghan The tattoo parlor on the south side became my only escape. I swept the dusty floors there just to breathe.One slow afternoon, my sketchbook slipped from my apron pocket and lay wide open on the counter.A rose. A raven. A wolf with eyes like lit matches.The owner, a gray-bearded man named Gustavo, picked it up and flipped through the pages in absolute silence.My stomach clenched tight. I waited for him to laugh, to tell me it was trash."Who drew these?""Me," I whispered, barely loud enough to hear.He studied me for a long, heavy moment. Then, with a slow nod, he pointed to an empty chair and handed me a heavy tattoo machine."Show me."My first customer was a nervous college boy who wanted a tiny sparrow on his wrist. My fingers shook violently through the first line. But then, something inside me went quiet and steady, and the needle moved like it was breathing.When the boy looked at the finished bird, he grinned like a kid on Christmas morning."It looks alive," he b