Craving My Stepson
Instead, all it did was blur my head and make me lighter, looser, and less careful.
The world had a tilt to it. The room glowed with warm shadows, music pounding from a speaker in the corner, bass vibrating through the floor. Laughter came in bursts, too loud and too close. Every face around me blurred in and out of focus, but I could feel all their eyes on me as they were waiting, watching, ready to see how far I’d go.