“Do you remember when you were three years old and you would run to your mother when you scraped your knee so she could kiss your booboo? ‘Cause for some weird reason we thought that little kiss was magic? We believed it just healed everything. But when you get older, you realize that sometimes there are booboos those kisses can’t fix. Especially when the person who kisses your knee isn’t even there.” Meet Kai Sparks. Broken, scarred and 17.All Rights Reserved