Montana

[Deviate]

okay, i'm trying this again 'cause i'm desperate. please don't edit anyone's post and try to hold true to the integrity of the story. post a sentence, a paragraph, whatever.

-st.


Montana.
The name landed heavy, a boulder that pressed upon my chest and expanded, crushing my throat and stuffing my stomach deep down into my knees.

Montana.
This meant borders beyond landlords with security cameras, beyond burly bouncers blocking entrance or boyfriends with bullets, brothers, and babies.

Montana.
This was more. She was far. If she was far she could go further. And if she was further she could be gone.

She was in Montana and she never said goodbye.

She had disappeared on me twice before.