Author: allieeverhart

It’ll get better with time. That’s what everyone told me. They were so damn wrong.That night on the bridge, I was ready for it to end. The pain. The guilt. I couldn’t take it anymore. But then HE showed up. Tall. Broad shoulders. A thick beard. Plaid shirt. Through the fog and rain, he looked like a giant lumberjack coming at me. Turns out he was a mechanic who just happened to stop and notice … happened to stop and notice something leaking from my car. Next thing I know, the guy’s giving me a ride back to his garage.…