Booker was the love of my life. He had been since we were kids. I wanted nothing more than to love him forever. I wanted to have his babies, I wanted happily ever after with him.

Why could life go as planned?

First, he comes home with PTSD and then . . . well, then . . .

What a mess our lives became.

Gwen was the only woman I ever wanted. She was the only person who mattered. I loved Gwen since I was barely old enough to shave. She was the only woman that mattered for so long.

Then, I came back from war and our lives completely changed. For years all we had was hardship and pain.

Now . . . now I had to fix us both.