Montana Lovin

Sarah

    Here I am, talking to the man I dreamed of marrying years ago! Sarah's heart skipped a beat as she saw the hulking figure in front of her. She had a crush on Beau since grade school but now she could barely breathe.

She goes on and says.

"how is life going?"

"Oh you know... fine" said Beau with a really confused look on why she's even talking to him.

"That's good! Better than terrible" Sarah giggles annoyingly as a joke.

She knew what she was doing back then was truly annoying, but that was over 15-16 years ago now how can that actually be me?

"Ah nice" says Beau as he starts to walk away from this conversation.

"Where are you going? We just started a conversation, you should know better. Does the army teach you guys nothing? Cause seems like it. I was just trying to see if you wanted to catch up over dinner and I could get your number?" She says full of anxiety.

"You can figure it out in your own, once you know my number and you call me then we can talk about a date. Got it?" He said sternly.

"Fine I guess..." Sarah sighed.

As the man of her dreams started walking away, she started brainstorming ideas on how to get his number or if she even knew anyone who knew this guy still existed after grade school. Sarah headed to checkout and scanned all her items / paid. While walking to the car she could see a note through her driver side window in bright neon sitting there.

Thoughts were running through her head, a lot of news channels have been talking about people putting fentanyl all over paper and putting it in windows. She ignored it and drove home.

After driving home, she gets out and finds some gloves to remove the letter. Sarah opens the letter, it has the betters "B.E" and says "56 find the rest".

"B.E who is that?" She whispers to herself. While trying to get clearer thoughts she puts the note in the drawer because she thinks it's Beau. You can never be too sure though with the druggies dragging other people, 6ft under with them.

While trying to think still, Sarah has the urge to dial a bunch of numbers that have "56" in the beginning. I reality that could take 10x longer.

Here's to hope.