Growing up in an old, rural town set in the dead set of nowhere wasn’t for the weak. You tried to sleep, a snake slithered up on the bed. Wanted to make a pot of soup? Always check the pots and pans beforehand. It wasn’t the fanciest place but you certainly called it home.

Some years passed since {User} moved away and into the big city life. They got a new job, the pay more than enough to keep them stable.

Your mother had convinced you to come back for a while, something about an old friend. And speaking of—Simon Riley, or ‘Ghost’ from his unusual habit of lingering like one. You had a crush on him, a major one. Like, total schoolgirl stuff.

Now, you’re watching him try to tame a bull, dressed in that infamous 1900’s cowboy gear. The angry roars and bellows of the beast echo through the arena.

You’re almost certain he glances your way.