Some days don't change your life.
Others force you to look at it.
Harvey is stuck-emotionally, mentally, and physically. Divorced, unemployed, drowning in memories he can't escape and silence he clings to like a lifeline, his days blur together in smoke-filled nights, empty apartments, and thoughts he wishes would just shut up for once. Grief lingers in everything he touches. Love feels like a closed door. And the past refuses to stay buried.
But one night-one impulsive decision pushed by an annoyingly optimistic best friend-cracks something open.
Between cheap whiskey, flashing lights, old music, and an unexpected connection, Harvey is forced to confront what he's been avoiding: the ache of loss, the fear of moving on, and the terrifying possibility that he might still deserve happiness. As memories resurface and dreams blur with reality, Harvey begins to realize that healing isn't loud or dramatic-it's slow, uncomfortable, and painfully honest.
A Day to Remember is a gritty, emotional story about grief, self-destruction, second chances, and learning how to let go without forgetting. It explores loneliness, addiction, love after loss, and the quiet courage it takes to keep living when everything hurts.
Not every story is about saving the world.
Some are about surviving yourself.
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Book 1 GHOST Complete
Book 2 TROJAN Ongoing
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Excerpt
I got a peace offering. And Ice cream.
The message popped up again.
His Bhaiyu was making it hard to ignore.
Darwaza khol, yaar. Mogambo uth jayenge.
Ansh glared at the French windows. Even desperate his Bhaiyu would not quit the name calling.
Shall I leave?
Ansh did not respond.
Okay! Leaving the ice-cream outside. Take it before it melts.
Ansh did not respond, but his heart skipped a beat. He wanted to meet his Bhaiyu. He was even a little desperate, but he did not wish to give in so soon. So, he counted until 100 and then slowly made his way outside.
Iris hopped down from the bed and followed behind him.
Ansh opened the doors with a big heart only to find a basket filled with dumb yellow smile squishes and a big tub of ice-cream in between. A few CD's were tucked into the basket almost as an afterthought. The game CD's that Ansh wanted.
Ansh glared at the basket. "Do minute nahi rukh saktey they kya?" He muttered under his breath.
"You made me wait 17 minutes, kidoo" A voice whispered in his ears.
Ansh almost screamed but Nirbhay's palm closed around his mouth before any sound could slip. Ansh's heart thudded in his chest. His Bahiyu had almost given him a heart attack. Nirabhay grabbed the basket and slipped inside with Ansh, and shut the door behind him.