Remembered Things

 

Wren's disappointment as she spoke of not making it to the Olympics. One misstep, one bad dismount and her gymnastic career was over. Her ankle shattered, right along with her dreams. I wonder where she is. If she's even alive.

I hold onto the hope that she is. And the desire to see those responsible for taking her, for hurting Rena, for destroying Cam's memory and giving her a flinch reflex she never had before, pay. Dearly. I want more than my pound of flesh. I want their entire ass on a table, ala Dexter: Nothing left of them but a spot of blood on a slide in some window AC unit.

All the shit Cam and I have been through. The night we beat the fuck out of Wren's ex outside the bar. New Orleans... Things have changed between us. I can't define it. Don't know if I want to. I do know that things will never be as they once were.

I can't tell if that's a good or a bad thing.