Firefly Glen Take you like a drug;

Fireflies... an odd moniker but she could imagine the symbolism: lights in the dark, stars upon the earth. But small, an insect nonetheless. Mindless and bound by routine. Short lives. 

The way he said "family" and his sentiment toward it intrigued her. How opposite it was to the values she had been raised to believe. In a way, her being on her own was just as rebellious. 

Me? Her head tilted, feigning coyness.