Prologue

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            I've been best friends with Heaven for as long as I can remember. We met when our moms ran into each other at a park when we were three and swapped advice on diaper changing and how to get your toddler to quit swearing. Heaven and I have been together our entire lives, so I can't help but feel a little envious now that we're juniors in high school and she has this "oh-so amazing boyfriend" that she spends all of her time with. I mean, that's natural, right? A 6'3 bastard just appeared out of nowhere and stole my best friend, and now I have to sit here constantly watching them exchange spit and other bodily fluids, and make googly eyes at one another. When did I start to think of Heaven as being more than just my best friend—someone I wanted to touch, kiss, and love? I can't remember when I started to love Heaven.

Actually...

It was about that time, now that I think about it.

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