Fearless

I like working at the morgue. It's cool and quiet, the dead don't complain and weekends are never boring.



Working nights I have the morgue to myself, except for the dead. Suits me, the quiet. I get paid, go home and stay out of trouble.



Until Rosalie arrived one night.



Something about her undid all I had tried to bury from my past.



Cool and quiet no longer lives here.