Touching Diablo

The past always has a way of coming back to bite you.DiabloOne touch is all it takes. That’s all it ever took. I knew then and I know now what I want in life. You learn quick living on the streets that it’s not where you want to be the rest of your life. I won’t go back and I won’t let her either.Years ago, life sucked, but I got the chance to turn it all around and I never looked back. Figured it was for the best. Didn’t think anything of it.Not until I saw her again.One look and I knew I’d screwed up, but that doesn’t mean I’m about to admit it. My brothers named me Diablo for a reason. I’ve got no problem being the devil in disguise, and she’s about to learn this very lesson.