Chapter 86

• JULIAN
• Some promises to yourself are hard to keep, even while bearing A huge, foul cross on your back. The snakes had been awakening and twisting in my stomach, and my pulse had been desperate as I’d shoved her clothes into the washer and dryer. Clothes that smelled of her sweetness. If she’d have been close enough, I’m certain Rosie would have felt the heat from me. Being in a room next to a barely clothed little angel was almost more than an addict like me could take.
• I repeated my confession to myself.