Ever since I was little, I only had one fear. It wasn't like one of those silly fears of being afraid of a snake or getting lost in a crowd of people. I was afraid of losing my best friend. Then the unexpected happened. The fear I had slowly became a reality. Caleb Logan LeBlanc passed away on October 10th, 2015, the day my world fell apart. I had lost my one and only best friend. I became depressed and upset. I never came out of my room, felt like eating, or even talking to anyone. I cried myself to sleep each and every night wishing for some possible way for him to come back. Then one day, I came upon some quote. "If tears could build a stairway, and memories a lane, I'd walk right up to Heaven and bring you home again." What if memories could build a lane to Heaven? Not literally, but like closer to Caleb some how? I pulled out a journal and started writing. Writing every detail of memories of Caleb and I. I wrote down the story of us.

An unlikely tale of odd affection and baffling fondness between a pair of outcasts in a ramshackle orphanage comes to be plagued by tragedy when they move away to the green idleness of Scotland. Six years scuttle by, and all that was promised to remain simple is replaced by the ugly misfortune of dirty secrets, traumatic yesterdays and Phil Lester's forbidden feelings for Dan Howell.