It's hard to find love.
We often look in the wrong place, leading to more hate than love.
Christina had found love. Her love was a skinny, brown-haired boy who was too smart for his own good. Love sneaked up on her and took her by the hand, guiding her to the man of her dreams.
Two years later love still prevailed between the two. Through all the arguments, the late nights at work, times when she wanted nothing more than to be in his arms but could not be, love was still there.
If you will remember back to this first story entitled 'Telling the Truth', Spencer said: 'I hope you never have to see the person you love most get shot because it's the worst thing in the world'. And then Christina told him never to get shot because of this.
Well, welcome to book two.
