#Chapter17

Colt

The 4th was turning out just like I remembered it always being. Friends of my parents and the Barton’s joined us for an entire day of playing on the beach, swimming, beach volleyball, and now a barbeque.

As I watched everyone running around having a great time, I wanted to kick myself for not trying harder to come home over the last 4 years. I was busy with football and my grades but so were other guys on the team and most of them managed to go home at least once a year. I didn’t even bother, just made up an excuse for every holiday and during the...