The Title I Promised to Give

Summary

I was with Jax for ten years.

But the day he decided to go straight, his crew was already calling someone else "boss lady."

Those hands, which had seen their share of blood and battles, were now gently tying the laces on a young girl's canvas sneakers.

"Sandy," he told me, "she's not like you."

"You can run wild with me, no questions asked, no title needed. She can't."

I didn't look back that day.

What Jax never knew was that my family had been waiting for me to get this out of my system.