When Carrie heard the roar of the motorcycles outside the bar, and the booming voices of Jonah and the gang, she wondered if she would make it home in one piece tonight—or if that also didn’t matter anymore? After all, it felt like so long ago already that she had broken with Jeremy, stopped believing in his lies. Now, though, she had spent her reserves. All she had left once again was the feeling—as black and acidic as ever—that the world would be better off if she was just … not in it anymore. Continue reading →