Micalea Smeltzer

Pokehontas.

Quill Smith

Edgar Allen Poke.

Winston Churchquill.

Quillie Nelson.

And my hard-on is successfully gone.

the kind of girl who can hold her own, who doesn’t take bullshit from anyone, but that doesn’t mean she can’t be hurt, and I have a feeling she’s got her demons just like I have mine.

“If you trust your gut so much, then why don’t you trust it to find me again? Then I’ll tell you my name.”

Drop the rake, grab your shit, and leave.”
“What?” Donovan’s smile falters. “I’m just joking boss. You know me, I—” His eyes dart from me to Thayer, as if only just now realizing what kind of hole he’s dug for himself.
“Do I need to spell it out for you?” The other men back away from Donovan, grabbing their donuts and pretending not to pay attention to what’s going down. “You’re fired, Donovan. Get off my site.”
“Boss,” Donovan’s face falls this time, “I was just kidding around. She knows I was joking. I—”
Thayer holds up a hand. “She has a name. You didn’t bother to ask, did you? Take your misogynistic ass to your car and leave. I mean it.”

“society never wants to accept that monsters are real—just weak women.”

I named her after you, you know? Seda,” I whisper her name into existence, tracing my finger over his again. “It means spirit of the forest.” I hang my head.

Salem told me once, that she wanted to have the confidence of wildflowers.

Salem told me once, that she wanted to have the confidence of wildflowers. She wanted to grow and thrive no matter what life tossed her way. And she’s done just that.

But if she had the confidence of wildflowers, then I was the resurrection of wildflowers. My soul withered with the death of my son. I was lost and that version of myself was gone forever. But I came back—I came back and now I’ll grow and thrive alongside her.

“You know, for someone who’s such a ball of sunshine it really surprises me that you like storms so much.”