Redsand Canyon A dirt road's singing me a siren song

She would let it go - he wasn’t wrong there. Sometimes lying was for fun, sometimes it was a survival instinct. Lucky for her, and unluckily for perhaps everyone else, not asking questions wasn’t a lesson she’d ever needed to learn.

She grinned in a way that was almost predatory. Oh, she appreciated that he was so quick to agree outright like that. They do.

And likewise. It’s my only condition. Well, the only one that wasn’t personal. She knew where hers come from, but where did his? She wondered if his previous loves had gone up in flames like hers had. It can be hard to find.