Never Close Enough
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When he got to the bottom of the pit of darkness that he usually resided in, he pulled out her letter and read it over and over again. Sometimes he cried because he missed her and felt her absence so deeply that his chest and arms ached for her. Sometimes he yelled and threw things against the walls of his house that betrayed him with memories of her. She was everywhere in his house; she was shrieking up the stairs running from him playfully, she was in his bed haunting him with memories of loving her, she was waiting for him on his couch every day when he walked in the door. How could he go and get her if she had no idea who he was?
Today, however, he read her letter on the beach. He had tried to stay off the beach since her accident, not wanting to be reminded of the times they had spent there together. But today he felt a pull to the ocean and, inevitably, Ella. He read the letter while listening to the waves, trying desperately to hear Ella’s voice speak to him. Today, a new piece of the letter stood out to him. You will need to remind me. How could he remind her if they won’t let him speak to her? Remind me. He could hear her, calling to him, asking him to help her remember. To remind her.
Coming in 2014
Never Far Away
Acknowledgments
Here is where I feel like I will start to sound like every other author on the planet.
To my dear husband, Demian, without your support and encouragement, our house would be cleaner, our children wouldn’t miss me, and we would have more money in our bank account because I wouldn’t be drinking so much coffee. However, when you gave me free reign to do this, and follow my heart, you gave me the greatest gift. I hereby bestow upon you one “Follow Your Dream” coupon, which you can cash in whenever you have something completely out of left field you want to pursue. I promise to support you 100%, and show you all the love and devotion you’ve given to me since this whole process started.
Brook, what you have done for me and this book is nothing short of incredible. The book might not have even gotten finished had you not been so wrapped up in it. I was fueled by your enthusiasm and driven by your feedback. You’ve been my best friend since forever, and I can’t wait to share more of my crazy stories with you, until you tire of reading them! I am so excited that we both are doing something we love, and that we can support each other.
Matt, thanks for pouring the wine and hating Kyle with such raging passion. Can I get a Grande mocha for ‘Not a Pervert’?
Krysta, your talents and gifts made Never Close Enough so much better. I cannot express how much I appreciate all the time and effort you contributed to this endeavor, and I am forever grateful that you agreed to be a part of this book.
Finally, Mom, thanks for all the support you show me in anything I venture in to. I could have been writing an owner’s manual to a car and I am sure you would have been just as excited and proud. Thanks for watching my kids so I could write in peace and quiet and for listening to all the updates I excitedly told you about (and will continue to bombard you with). I am so lucky to have you.