at night, lying with a straight
 
 face, denying she had
 
 slipped so far downhill.
 
 Nothing slowed me down.
 
 Not losing my virginity
 
 to Brendan’s rape. Not
 
 spending a few days
 
 in juvenile hall.
 
 The only thing that kept
 
 me sane was Chase’s love,
 
 despite all I put him through.
 
 He even swore to love me
 
 when I told him I was pregnant.
 
 Pregnant. And Brendan
 
 was the father. Bree considered
 
 abortion. Exorcism. Kristina
 
 understood the baby was not
 
 the demon. His father was.
 
 But you know this part
 
 of the story. You followed
 
 me on my journey through
 
 the monster’s territory.
 
 We wound up here.
 
 Who am I now, three
 
 months after I left you,
 
 standing on the deck
 
 with me, listening to my
 
 new baby, crying inside?
 
 I told you then, the monster
 
 is a way of life, one it’s