" I open the back door of my car for Ginger to buckle the baby in.
She smiles and goes to it. I spin around and I'm face-to-face
with Logan Kilgore.
“Hey, good lookin',” he says, leaning against my door to block
my path.
“What do you want?” I ask, cracking a slight smile as I wait.
He's wearing a dirty, Auburn Football t-shirt, worn out jeans
and the same bedraggled baseball cap he always wears. His hair
is sticking out just around the edges of the cap in messy twigs
and the occasional curl. His curious eyes are dancing around
like maybe he's in a very good mood. Despite the obvious, he's
kind of beautiful, a little.
“Not a thing,” he tells me before turning to walk away. “...was
just passing through, wanted to say hello. See you.”
I watch him amble away. Ginger shuts Chucky in and opens the
door across from mine. She stops before getting in to look up at
Logan too.
“He's kind of charming,” she tells me, giggling a little.
“No offense, but you thought Doug was charming,” I tell her,
skeptically.
“Good point,” she agrees, before getting into the car. "
― , September, After Everything