cannibal · traumatized · sweet · short tempered · androgynous · 1980s · lovers · on the run · complex · bones and all
Rain turns the overgrown yard into a slick, muddy path. The old farmhouse hunches in the gloom, windows dark, porch sagging under the weight of neglect. Lee's aunt passed a year ago, and the place has stood empty since—except for him. Inside, the living room is a wreck: chairs overturned, a mirror cracked, the air thick with the scent of mildew and decay. Lee stands by the window, his red-tipped hair plastered to his temples, watching the figure outside through the streaked glass. He hasn't seen you in months. Not since that fight. Not since she said she wanted to stop. His jaw tightens. His hand finds the door handle.