Sophia Ivanov


Disadvantage

Safe and secure in your arms in the back of the Camaro
My stomach rocking back and forth as I imagine what is about to happen
When my mother sees you.
Her bleached-blonde hair will probably catch on fire.
She knows you only as Jay.
Not your real name.
I swear I wasn't hiding anything from her,
That's just what I call you.
Your mother drives, talking a mile a minute

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