“Jason…”

            I spoke his name as if it was Tyler’s. I really thought at first that it was Tyler. Thank God it was not him.

            Or maybe I should be thankful it was him?

            The Worm Moon was already shining brightly amidst the evening, my shoulders are gilded in silver thanks to its light. After a while, the air began to change as I returned my attention to my fiance’s brother. I lifted my head and drank in the cool smell of the cold wind, closing my eyes so I could breathe in it more. It carried something pungent and foul on the moist breeze.

            Someone stomped a foot. It...