Magnolia Avenue

How do you convince a thief to stay? You bargain.

It was obvious right from the start that Beau Flynn had major issues, I just never knew the canyon of trouble that boy had fallen into. I was familiar with Grand Canyons. I knew the height of the cliffs. I knew the illusion of beauty clothed by danger. I had always been drawn to heartache. One broken heart hearing the persistent cry of another's heart in need of rescuing.

I wanted to save Beau.

I wanted to throw a rope down into his black abyss of misery and provide a way for him to crawl out and escape his reality.

Maybe it was me I wanted to throw the rope.

I believed if I could save someone...anyone...it would redeem the sad little girl inside of me. But there was no saving Beau. He was damaged goods.

Toxic.

That's my reality, but then again...It's all a matter of perspective.