Chris We used to be friends. He used to laugh with me. Smile at me. Talk to me. One day we were fine, and the next it was like I didn't exist to him. I was hurt and confused as to what I'd done. I wanted to fix it, but couldn't, no matter how hard I tried.
I wasn't the type of person to dwell on things and let them get me down. I was pretty happy with the way my life had turned out so far. I was living on the beach, surfing every morning,...