Tragedy becomes destiny.
When I first met Liz I knew there was something special about her. The three weeks I spent playing “house” with her when we were twelve was magical. I was mesmerized by her beauty, imagination, and attention to detail. The old, abandoned lake house we played in seemed to come to life, her descriptions left nothing to chance. She was my Mrs. Moore.
Magical moments always end, but my time with Liz changed everything, including me. I couldn’t know that those three weeks would forever change my destiny.
