The ground that pulls us down is built of layers of injustices-fire at the core and monsters at the surface. I long to reach up, to leave, to find something worth bowing to. Something that will promise green and follow through. When our world become...
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THE B,
is for Bolter. Bitch. But most importantly, B-loyal.
-JJ MAYBANK
❝ AH, BOWIE REYNARD. She's kind of a mystery wrapped in barbed wire. Grew up a Kook, or at least she used to be one, until everything fell apart. Her mom? Dead. Her dad? Preston Reynard—a walking corpse, if you ask me. He's powerful enough to ruin the lives of your entire lineage, and by powerful, I mean the most known Kook in Figure Eight. Now, Bowie lives with him in his mansion—the biggest one around—but you wouldn't know it by looking at her. She's got this look in her eyes like she's always ready to bolt. Hates the Kook life, but doesn't fit with the Pogues either.
We used to be close. Real close. Like, calling each other brother and sister close. But that was before... well, before everything went to hell. I still remember the way she used to laugh when we made dumb promises about sticking together forever. Now, she spends more time in her mom's old bookstore than anywhere else. Some people say she's lost. Maybe she is. But if you ask me? I'd say she knows exactly where she's headed: far, far away from here. ❞
