STRONG LITTLE MAN
She left. He stayed. That was the whole story.
She fell in love at eighteen.
He lived in the woods just down the road from the reservation,
wild, clever, alive in a way the rest of the world had yet to become.
Most importantly, he wasn’t her father - that was enough
She steered him toward something steadier,
tried to build a life that could hold them both.
But his need for control grew faster than her will to stay.
He was violent.
She was not.
So she left.
He stayed behind.
The woods kept his anger.
She carried the rest.
