It's Not Forever, It's For Now

A lie can follow you to death.

The first time my mother told me that, it didn't resonate. I'd made it a point to always tell the story that suited me in the moment. Truth or fiction. Except . . . I didn't count on the lies I told myself. Or the woman who held up the mirror so I could see them.

I'm Tristan . . . and I got next.