Chapter 17 Life Is A Ride

• I remember that night I left.
• It is a memory that I play over in my head every day when the emotions come flooding back like a big tidal wave. It rolled over me like a storm and consumed every part of my being.
• I sat in the darkness of the room; I sat there questioning myself if I was about to make a big mistake. That night I was not sure if it was the right thing to leave Lucas the way that I had planned.