You know those people who say you can’t go home again? I’m really hoping they’re wrong.
When my mom said she was selling the house and moving to Florida, time stopped. I knew I couldn’t lose that house, that town, that person.
So here I am moving into my childhood home with the help of my childhood best friend. He’s definitely not the boy I left on my front porch when I went away for college. It seems that little crush I had might make a reappearance with all the time we are spending together.
It feels like everything is changing, and not just with Cole and me but with everything I thought I knew about my life.
Hopefully, my old friends and a couple of new ones can help me navigate this adventure we call life with an old flame, a career change, and some new life-altering possibilities.
They say you can’t go home again, well, I’m about to find out.