Chapter 11: Broad Shoulders and BravadoJohn looked around the parking lot before exiting his Jeep. Darkness had fallen, but it was considerably lighter than it had been a couple of weeks ago. Soon, the nights wouldn’t get dark anymore—summer was coming. He neither longed for it nor did he wish it away; it was what it was. Seasons came and went, life continued whether he wanted it to or not. Four more years and he would be new. He could pretend Gregor had never existed, and no one would be able to tell, because he would be a completely new person; all his cells would be replaced.
He wouldn’t be stained anymore.
With a deep sigh, he crossed the street, glancing over his shoulder to make sure he wasn’t followed, and entered the shop.
“Evening, John!”
He forced his lips together to trap th
