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INTRODUCTION
I don’t care if this first sentence hooks you or not. I’m not writing this for anyone’s entertainment. I’m not writing this for you. I’m writing this for myself. You’ve heard the beginning and pieces of this story from Oliver’s perspective. I have my own perspective. Maybe I can finally say goodbye and gain closure, too. That’s the plan. But, my plans don’t usually work out.
My name is Chris. Short for Christopher. I grew up in a small northwest Georgia town. I went to college there, too. Obtained my degree in medical laboratory science. I then pursued my graduate degree at the University of Tennessee at Chattanooga. You shouldn’t really care about that and I don’t know why I’m telling you. It has nothing to do with the point of this book. I said before I am writing this book for myself, but in truth that’s only a small part. I’m doing it for Oliver.
Oliver and I were committed boyfriends for four years of our lives. He was great to say the least. If I could describe him in three words I would have to ask for more because he was funny, caring, charming, sexy, cute, polite, and lovable. That’s what we had; love. We were in love with each other.
The years I spent with Ollie were the best in my life. We shared the most perfect relationship one could ever ask for. It’s like one of those stories you read about where everything is perfect, and nothing goes wrong. But then, suddenly, it wasn’t.
If you’re wondering why I’m saying Oliver and I had the best relationship, it’s because we aren’t together anymore. But, you already knew that, right?
Oliver is gone.
This is our story. At least the story I remember fondly and with enduring love.
