For the first time in months, Alexis smiled. “You’re insane.”
“I heard you make the best apple pie in three counties.” Alexis Fawx- Megan Sage - Apple Pie And I Screa...
Alexis glanced to the left. Sure enough, a garish truck called Frostbite had a line of teenagers screaming with laughter as they ate glowing dessert. For the first time in months, Alexis smiled
Then she heard it. A voice like honey over gravel. Then she heard it
“I lied,” Megan said softly. “I don’t have a podcast. I don’t even have a blog. Dust & Sugar was my mother’s. She used to make apple pie and then scream at the sky during thunderstorms. She said the world needed both—the comfort and the rage.”
Alexis looked up. Leaning against the truck’s counter was a woman with wild sage-green eyes and a crooked smile. She wore a faded diner jacket embroidered with the name Megan .
Alexis Fawx + Megan Sage “Come for the truth. Stay for the noise.”