The Boy I Grew Up With (Hardcover)

<p><span style=color: rgba(51 51 51 1)>I have loved Channing Monroe all my life.</span></p><p><br></p><p><span style=color: rgba(51 51 51 1)>In first grade he asked for my Trapper Keeper.</span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(51 51 51 1)>I hit him in the head with it.</span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(51 51 51 1)>Third grade we were best friends. We kissed in seventh grade.</span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(51 51 51 1)>Eighth grade he turned into a bad boy and the rest was a tumultuous storm.</span></p><p><br></p><p><span style=color: rgba(51 51 51 1)>Growing up the problem was never love for us.</span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(51 51 51 1)>Bad times. Good times. There were times when I felt our love in every inch of my body vibrating making me feel like it could bring me back to life.</span></p><p><br></p><p><span style=color: rgba(51 51 51 1)>The problem was us.</span></p><p><br></p><p><span style=color: rgba(51 51 51 1)>The problem is that we're living in two different worlds now.</span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(51 51 51 1)>Fallen Crest and its millionaires for me. Roussou and their criminals for him. I was thriving in mine and he was running his.</span></p><p><br></p><p><span style=color: rgba(51 51 51 1)>But...</span></p><p><br></p><p><span style=color: rgba(51 51 51 1)>But there were nights I felt we couldn't be further apart than we were and there were nights I felt we shared the same heartbeat.</span></p><p><br></p><p><span style=color: rgba(51 51 51 1)>When was it time?</span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(51 51 51 1)>When was it time to either sacrifice make a change or walk away from the boy I grew up with?</span></p><p><br></p><pre spellcheck=false></pre>