You Found Me

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For
Callie

The one who always made me worth fighting for.

When it comes to literature, fiction must be able to stand on its own.  The biggest challenge is the wording and style changes that happen frequently in the English language.  As a writer, we can’t predict what will or will not be acceptable in the years that follow a publication.

This was my first novel and still one of my favorites.  Going back over and reading it, I can see how far I’ve come as a writer, which is a two-edged sword.  On the one side, it’s good to see improvement in my trade.  However, all that improvement makes me want to do more to “fix” or change the novel.

For this edition, the original text is, for the most part, intact.  The changes made concerned grammar, spelling, and general wording issues.  Sometimes these can make it through the first time and have to be caught again.

Whether this is your first time reading this book or maybe you’ve been through it a few times, I hope you are able to enjoy it and that something inside speaks to you.  Thank you, Faithful Reader.

I can honestly say my life began the day my mother died. No, she didn't die during childbirth or while having an emergency C Section. My mother died in a car accident on April 13th, 2008. On that day, at eighteen years old, my life began. I know it sounds cliché. I also know that on that day, who I was died with her. I became lost and was forced to find myself. It was the hardest journey I ever made in my life. And I've never regretted a moment of it.

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There are some things in life that are always there, but remain unknown. Life and death, the only two predictable things there are. But when you come in contact with both at once, feeling the full impact of what was, what is, and what may never come again, you start to feel something new. That...that is where you find yourself.

Where you found me...

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