Prologue

They say that love is blind. I would say that it’s at least partially deaf. Maybe completely deaf—I’m not sure. For years, I all but shouted into the universe that I was in love with my best friend Logan, but do you think anyone was listening? Nope. The universe was far too busy paying attention to all the bigwigs on Wall Street hoping their stocks in vape sticks would take off.

THEY SAY THAT LOVE is blind. I would say that it’s at least partially deaf. Maybe completely deaf—I’m not su...